This is for all those who've come to this site looking for information because they've been a victim of someone with a personality disorder. Before you post, consider this: the person you're trying to escape from may already be lurking here. If you post, they could be following your every move, and getting sick pleasure out of it in the bargain.
Here's my story:
I came to psychforums in May, 2006. After suspecting for a few months that she was bipolar, I FINALLY decided to take my doubts about this "woman" seriously and do some research. I ended up here, diagnosing her with HPD. KX confirmed this, adding he suspected dual diagnosis NPD/HPD. As soon as I discovered I was dealing with someone who was mentally ill, I backed off. No contact whatsoever beyond the minimum to keep her away from me until she just finally stopped trying. Suspecting I was slipping from her grasp, she had desperately tried to keep me as a source of narcissistic supply, and believe me, I had been. It's amazing the decisions you make based on incomplete information, but once I got wise that she's ill, that was it.
(The straw which broke the proverbial camel's back was something quite banal: To explain how she'd gotten away with so many affairs, she'd once bragged that she was a good liar. That's true: inasmuch as she was able to fake sincerity and a genuine interest in me as a person and as a friend, she's an artist. But when it came to the bald-faced lie, she was absolutely hopeless. She'd always claimed to be married, but when on the last day I saw her I asked her if she'd ever worn a wedding ring, her whole body suddenly changed. It was like something out of a movie. She stiffened, her voice altered and her speech became monotone, her face became rigid, eyes cold, almost robotic: she claimed she didn't wear a wedding ring not because she felt cramped in her marriage, but because it interfered with her playing her musical instrument. Right, and I'm the King of Siam.)
So after putting her off long enough and making sure she was gone for good I simply got on with my life, but I made one mistake: after coming back from summer holiday, I kept posting here. Yeah, I ranted and got into a few tangles, so what. Just by reading the many posts from people who've made the mistake of befriending these losers, I derived some solace in knowing that I wasn't the only one to have been duped by a wolf in sheep's clothing.
I also learned that arguing with them is like wrestling with a pig: you have to lower yourself to their level, they're too slippery to get a firm hold of, all you do is get dirty, and above all, the pig's the one having all the fun.
I had already decided to stop coming around here when one day in mid-December I found this comment on a blog I check out once in a while like I do many others. It starts off like this:
"When I stumbled upon your blog a while back, I wasn't even aware what a blog was. I read through a couple of charming entries, kept your picture in mind and was stunned to bump into you..."
Even before finishing I immediately recognised the post as written by her. On that same last day I saw her, she mentioned she'd recently met the blogger by chance in person in a park in the city she'd moved to with her "husband" and "son." But in stark contrast to what she wrote on his blog, she told me she'd taken an instant dislike to him, didn't like Americans in general, and thought his blog sucked.
So since I saw the comment not only as another one of her lies but an obvious move to suck the blood of her next unsuspecting victim, I sent her a short note calling her out on her #######4. I also took the opportunity to finally send her a longer note, explaining in steady, even terms why I unexpectedly stopped contacting her: I'd figured out she had personality disorders. She admitted as much that she was ill, lied that she didn't know that while she knew me, and claimed she wouldn't contact me again.
I'd copy the ranting, foam-at-the-mouth drivel she also wrote me as a feeble attempt to make it look like she had dropped me instead of the reverse, but there's no point. Suffice to say this: she let it be known quite clearly that all this time, she had been stalking me on this forum. It's actually quite hilarious: At the same time as she's accusing me of "lurking on the net so much" and telling me, "let me go," here she is lurking on this site, hanging on and following me around for six months!
So let this be a warning to any normal person who thinks psychforums is a healthy place to be. Remember that it's a hangout for the mentally ill. If you hang around here too, you may be followed. There's already a ton of information to glean from the years of previous posts. Beyond getting something out of that as a basis to work on, I recommend you avoid this place. It's as poisonous as the person you are posting about.