Turns out they were all forgeries. When I asked him how he did it, he smiled and said “well I’m not stupid”. Well, I wasn’t either. Called his parents and told them to pick his ass up. Filed for an emergency order of protection and divorce. Let me tell you, nothing says rock bottom like showing up for the delivery of your child with a copy of a restraining order to hand over to hospital security. My mom also printed for me the definition of a sociopath. It took a few days before I could even stomach reading it. Yes, I definitely married a sociopath.
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