How to Stop Dating Sociopaths, Bigots, Compulsive Liars, Porn Addicts, Stalkers, Alcoholics, Abusers And..

My path to the NO DATING zone is a long one. The path is riddled with screwed-up men debris. You name it, I've dated it. No matter how hard I have tried over the years, I keep coming across men that are in serious need of psychotherapy. What's not amusing, is I have a degree in counseling. What these men don't understand is I'm looking for a relationship, not a client. Alas, they're attracted to me like flees on a dog. God help me, the only way I have gotten rid of them, is to STOP DATING! Let me tell you about why I stopped dating and maybe why you should too!

I can't possibly, without writing a book, tell you about every single screwed-up man I have dated, or married. So I'll write about the most memorable. Or is that the most traumatic? Please note all names are changed in this article to protect the guilty. Let's talk about Sam. My first date with him was at a country western club. I had showed up way before him. He finally showed about 20 minutes late. He then proceeded to be truly honest with me, and tell me that he was late because he lost track of time at the nudey bar. Unfortunately, like most women I came up with a very acceptable excuse for him, so I could keep seeing him. Maybe I'm the one with the problem. Our relationship progressed pretty quickly. He then trusted me enough share his favorite eatery with me. He said we were going to go and have wings. Great, I thought. I love wings. Guess where we went?, Hooters. No that's not a petting zoo with owls. Okay, you would think I'd get the hint by now. Not me. I noticed we had 2 big pitchers of beer with the wings. That seemed like allot to me, until on the way home he picked up a 12 pack. Getting the idea now, that maybe he has an itsy bitsy problem with sex addiction, and alcoholism.This pattern seemed to continue throughout our relationship. Unfortunately, I really cared about him, and as most women, we turn out heads to allot. For 2 years I dealt with, Hooters, Porn sites, dirty magazines, and him painting in the nude. The finale came the day I found some computer disks laying around, and decided to put them into the computer. Well, really twisted porn, with really young girls, was more than I could take. I finally threw him out of my house. So that takes care of several screwed up men, all rolled into one. Yes, I admit with this one, he wasn't Mr. Wonderful from the very beginning.

Now on to Bill. Bill looked like Dudley Doo-Right, and had the background to match. At least that's what I thought. You know those women on Maury, or Montel, that married these men, then later on they find out they totally lied about who they were. Well, that's me, only I didn't get to be on Maury or Montel. I met Bill out one night dancing. I asked him to dance, I beat out my sister, what luck. We seem to have everything in common. I had been in the Air Force, he had retired form the military. I was in my Bachelor's program to be a counselor, he had a Bachelor's degree in History. I had a grown son, he had 5 back in another state, he was sending his pension from the military, into a fund for his kids. He had been a pilot in the military reserve, and I loved flying. He also served in Vietnam, How impressive, right? He was financially stable, with a good job in the law enforcement field, I was a starving student, and needed an extra paycheck. He even played for a minor league baseball team when he was younger, and I was raised watching the good old Mets with my dad. We were the perfect match. Well, just 4 months after meeting we got married. Three weeks after we got married, we decided to buy the house we were living in. I remember being on the phone with the mortgage company, when I got the bad news. Sorry, but Bill is in dept 13, 000 dollars and has a bankruptcy on his record. i was speechless, at least till I got off the phone. Bill had told me he only owed about 2,000 dollars, and nothing of any bankruptcy. Oh boy! It's all down hill form here. One day he spent an hour telling me, a gut wrenching story, of how horrible it was in Vietnam. He cried the whole time and so did I. Come to find out later on, Bill never left the country, he served in the states. He was never even near Vietnam. Oh yes, he was also never a pilot either, that I found out from him about 2 months after being married. And the degree in History? He took 2 courses in sports at college. He never was retired from the military, he quit after 19 years, so ergo no pension to the kiddies fund either. Oh yes, and the minor league baseball, he played softball for some bank. I could go on and on, but you get the idea, this one was a compulsive liar. I did give Bill the opportunity to go to counseling, but he went just a few times and gave up. At least I think he went, he may have lied about going. Anyway, just 8 months after getting married, Mr. Bill was gone by my special request.

Now, there's number three. Will call him Mike. Well, again I met him when i went out dancing. I asked him to dance. This relationship probably went faster than all the others, at least to the falling in love part. However, we didn't get engaged till 1 year later. The first few months I knew Mike he was literally perfect. I could find no fault with him. I thought this is the one forever. This one turned out to be the worst. Three months almost to the day, Mikes ugly head started to rear. He started picking on me about everything. I could do nothing right. Whenever we had a fight, he was the most verbally abusive, nasty individual I had ever come across. The icing on the cake was, every time we had a fight he ran home and stayed with his mommy and daddy, for anywhere from a few days, to a few weeks. Honestly, we were together 15 months, and he spent more time with his parents then me. Pouting, I might add. He had all kind of excuses why he wouldn't pay child support to his 3 kids. This I hated. Far into the relationship, after I fell in love with him of course, I also found out he had 2 domestic violence charges on him. Well, the final blow came when I suspected their was someone else. I had enough. I went over to his mom and dads where he was staying, to get the key to my house back. That's when he decided to put his hands around my neck and threaten me. That was the very last time I saw Mike, after calling the police.

There is a fourth one, but no sense in being redundant, you can read about Chad in an article I have coming up soon. I'll give you a hint. It will be the article about a Cowboy. You'll love that one. Anyway, I actually could go on with more men and more disorders, but I know you have the idea by now. The point is they are EVERY WHERE. I know what your saying, "She's stupid, I would never let that happen to me". Well guess what? No matter how smart you are, their smarter. These men are experts at what they do. And what's that you ask? Putting their best foot forward, sucking you in with their Prince Charming act, and then once they have you, the fairy tale is over. So, before you get too comfortable with your better than thou attitude, just know, this can happen to any woman, I guarantee it! Anyway, to finish up this little soap opera, I must tell you, I don't have screwed-up men in my life anymore, not one. Know why? Yes, you got it. I STOPPED DATING six long years ago! Don't get me wrong, I am looking forward to dating again someday, However, not without a real expensive, in-depth background check. This is the ONLY fool proof way to stop dating the men from hell!