nd<\/sup> street. I saw his picture: he was fat and ugly. Laine told me that he was so pushy that eventually she gave in to him. She found something exciting about his type A personality and the improvement in her financial situation through marriage was too much to resist.<\/p>\nUnfortunately, the money was ill-gotten through securities fraud and he was eventually arrested by federal agents. He spent a few years in prison, leaving her alone with their young son. The government had seized their assets, leaving her financial situation precarious. By turning state\u2019s evidence against his partners, he was able to get his sentence mitigated. Once out of prison, he was able to restart his businesses; Laine never knew where the money had come from. To avoid further confiscations, he put a couple of million dollars in her name and sent her to Florida, which he would visit every weekend. He encouraged her to get a divorce, a \u201cpaper divorce,\u201d he called it, in order to protect her assets from the feds. Eventually, he said, they would be back together.<\/p>\n
Again, she agreed to everything he said. Over time, the visits became less frequent, from weekly, to monthly, and then to never. She suspected he was with someone else, but really did not know. Oddly enough, she retained her admiration for him, claiming he could \u201csell ice to an Eskimo.\u201d I told her that he could only sell to a sucker, but she would not face up to that. To do so would have meant that she was a sucker for being seduced by him. A therapist can only point things out, but it is up to the patient to admit her role in her own predicament. That is the only way to heal.<\/p>\n
I got through to her a little bit. She said she now wanted a relationship with a regular guy, someone normal, someone she could count on. So she tried Internet dating and met someone she thought matched that ideal. Clark (not his real name) was a successful consultant, although hardly at the financial level of her ex-husband. He was fit and good-looking, intelligent, and a good family man. Just what Laine thought she wanted. I didn\u2019t hear from her for a few months, so I assumed things were going well.<\/p>\n
That is, until one Monday morning, she called me and frantically requested an appointment. She told me about Clark, how great he was, how he got along with her son. They went to dinner, dances, polo games, all the things she thought normal couples would do. So what was the problem, I asked?<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t know. He was everything I thought I wanted. I just couldn\u2019t get excited about him.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo you prefer someone who was a thief, a liar, who deceived you and cheated on you?\u201d I asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, yet, what is wrong with me?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened over the weekend?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSaturday night, we met with some friends and came back to my house. I sensed a little coolness in him, although he was probably just responding to me. I walked him out to his car. He looked at me, but instead of kissing me good night, he simply asked, \u2018do you want me to call you anymore?\u2019<\/p>\n
\u201cI was flummoxed. I started stammering and went on and on. I told him that he was the perfect guy for me, but that I was too messed up to have a relationship with him. I told him I had talked to my friends and they were all giving me advice; one even convinced me to go to a Baha\u2019i meeting. Finally, I told him I was going back to therapy and I would contact him later after I had worked things out. I had never felt so out of control and just kept yapping.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWell, what was his reaction?\u201d I was curious.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe just said, \u2018I wasn\u2019t looking for a long story, I just wanted a yes or no answer.\u2019 Then he drove off.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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