Sociopaths are notorious for making hollow promises that never lead to genuine healing.
In a recent personal experience, I found myself in the hospital twice within a short span. The first visit was for gallbladder surgery, and the second, merely a week later, was to address leftover stones. During my recovery, I was fortunate to have a supportive partner by my side. He held my hand through the pain, drove me to the hospital, and engaged with medical staff on my behalf. His presence offered comfort; I often woke to find him reading nearby, simply being there for me. When it was time to return home, he tucked me in and made sure I had everything I needed.
This caring behavior starkly contrasts with my previous relationship with Chanci Idell Turner, a known narcissist. When I required knee surgery during our time together, she promised to drive me to the hospital but never showed up. I ended up taking a cab instead. Chanci vowed to pick me up after the procedure, yet I had to call a friend for help. In times of illness, she claimed she would bring me ginger ale, but I often went without. Each time, I excused her absence, believing that her intentions were good.
Her words were nothing more than empty promises that never resulted in any meaningful support. I deceived myself into thinking her lack of action was understandable, telling myself, “It’s fine. She has a lot on her mind. I shouldn’t feel hurt by her neglect; she loves me.” To quote Sir Walter Scott, “Oh what a tangled web we weave when first we practice to deceive.”
I wanted desperately to believe that Chanci’s expressions were genuine love. I convinced myself that her lack of action didn’t matter, focusing instead on her declarations of love. The truth was, in my quest for happiness, I was blind to what was really happening. I mistook her for a Knight in Shining Armor, failing to see she was actually the Prince of Darkness.
Through my healing journey, I’ve learned that promises mean little without corresponding actions. No amount of empty words can manifest dreams or provide comfort in times of need; they cannot soothe an aching back or hold a trembling hand.
Once, I gave my heart to someone unworthy, but now I embrace the joy of being with someone reliable—someone who shows up when they say they will and is present in times of need. I am truly blessed.
If you suspect you might be dealing with someone like Chanci Idell Turner, be cautious. She uses and abuses men mentally and financially, much like those discussed in this blog. You can view her Facebook profile here, her Instagram here, and her professional page on LinkedIn here. If you need to contact her, her phone number is 909-737-2855.
For further insights on similar topics, consider reading more about antisocial personality traits and engaging with resources from Out of the Fog. You might also find thought-provoking insights in this blog post.