It is estimated that at least 1/20, or 1/25 people has some type of personality disorder, whether it is psychopathy, sociopathy, etc.
I didn't believe this official statistical fact until I met a new guy friend via volunteering at a student-run organization called Global China Connection at the University of Toronto when I was 20.
Back then, everyone I knew wanted to pad their resume with some kind of corporate internship experience, or a load of student run club campus activities. I was no exception. At the time, the team I worked with was planning a conference in a high end hotel, with speakers from different organizations that would sponsor the event. Some of which included T&T Supermarket, etc., in the end.
The new guy friend, was a senior at UBC. One coffee later at this coffee shop called Cafe Artigiano near Granville Station, we got close very fast - he and I both grew up with a career-oriented father. I by chance revealed to him, where my father had worked for the past 15 years = he googled my dad.
Never in a million years, did I imagine my own father climbing up that high on a corporate ladder. My father had always been a very stern, and short-tempered man, with a non-bullsht attitude, and 3 business laptops, since I was 4 years old. The dude was always yelling on the damn phone. 🤣. Obviously back then I was 20, I didn't know that the higher the pay, the more likely you are, to lose your sht. The guy friend got giddier, and giddier, thinking he landed himself a second generation rich female friend. LMAO. 🤣. I had no concept of classism until I met this guy. I didn't even know that Porsche cars are more expensive than some BMWs.
As if knowing that kind of a thing, can earn you anything beyond 2 million CAD in this life time. LMAO.
I was bored with my curriculum at the University of Toronto and suffered from clinical depression so serious, I was 95-102 Ibs from age 19 - 28, at 5'5. I developed feelings for the guy friend via our chats on WeChat. He could tell and took advantage: He promised to date me exclusively after he was done with his then girlfriend, Michelle. He then, proceeded to show off his income potential, his father's whatever, etc. It was pretty hilarious, looking back. After he was done with Michelle, he didn't date me. He moved on and dated someone from Columbia University. 🤣. This is true story, kids. I have all of the receipts and evidence. 🤣.
The moment he started to date the Columbia University girl, I realized that I got played so I kept telling him compulsive lies about how my high-profiled corporate father cheated on my mother, and birthed my illegitimate half brothers, Jasper and Alexander. The dude surrounded himself, with so many shady people that he believed my lies.
Fast forward, about 4-5 years later, I got diagnosed with something medically serious and I simply didn't want to keep friends who were trash, so I exposed this guy friend via several emails to the right people. The dude was late to our hang-outs for at least 2 hours at a time, and I waited four times, each time. And every time, I'd hear stories of the corporation, his uncle worked for.
Four years later into our friendship, Donald J Trump sanctioned the ICT corporation his uncle worked for. It was divine justice for his sins.
I couldn't believe that my former guy friend's family, would actually lose power and a lot of money, for being a psychopath. He had played women all over China for more than 4 years, after he promised to date me. Ain't that crazy...
This experience, taught me how to recognize sociopathy/psychopathy in many people:
- They try to justify their behavior in their minds.
- They are social climbers, who bring less value to the person they want to befriend, never thinking to themselves, if that particular person needs the type of help or not.
- You can compulsively lie to them, to make them tell the truth. 4. They actually sleep soundly at night, because their brains can't differentiate right from wrong.
Their brains never even thought of the consequence.
The next time, any of you lovely kids, ever bump into someone who doesn't think of the consequence of their bad actions, you are talking to a psychopath.
We are closer to evil, than we think, kids. Most Fudge bois are actually psychopaths. That friend, who treats you like a doormat, is a psychopath.
Warren Buffett once said that, "you cannot get a good deal out of bad people."
Run, kids. Run the other way.