I grew up with a psychopath
One of my parents is a psychopath.
I don’t say this lightly.
My mother is a psychopath.
There, I said it.
I grew up with a psychopath
A christian one.
Just saying this out loud is pretty phenomenal, or is it?
I mean didn’t you all do the facebook quiz ‘Discover if your mum is a psychopath and get a high score…? no, I thought not…
Its a bit different from that Johnny Briggs TV show of my own childhood, ‘My mum, who’s a nurse… ‘
When I started blogging nearly 10 years ago, I did not think that this would be the blog I would write.
Probably because at that time I lived in blissful ignorance, actually, numbed trauma reaction, to the extent of my parents emotional coercion and abuse.
Was it ever possible to see? Yes, and everyone knew more than they realised. But it wasn’t possible for me to see it.
So, it was no surprise to me this year when I realised that my mum is a psychopath. Actually it meant that all the pieces fit together.
It was one thing to realise that I was subject to emotional abuse as a child.
It was another thing to categorise my parent as a narcissist
Another again to regard them both as emotionally immature.
It was a step further still to regard her as a psychopath. But honestly, its the only accurate conclusion.
It wasn’t a shock in anyway when it was pointed out to me by two separate people in the last year, one of whom knows her pretty well.
I realised something else this year too.
You know that thing where some kids defend their parents and are loyal to them, even when they raise the alarm about abuse, or when others attract their parents. Theres a natural defence and loyalty from children to parents at times, despite everything.
This is not something I have ever consciously felt. It was only this year when I realised that I hadn’t ever stood up for them. So, something must have happened when I was a young child, and thanks to trauma therapy I’ve worked, and working through this.
I have always known that my parents, mum especially, was weird. But an 11 year old isn’t going to come to this clinical realisation. A 31 year old didn’t either.
And in the main, a number of you reading this, if this makes it to my home town, or places where they have lived, also know.
You felt it, but couldn’t put your finger on it. You were bullied, then played as a victim. You were taken from, and never given to. Gifts were never without reason. Social moments where often of shock, and orientated around her. They played people off each other , all the time. Unable to see or understand why they aren’t liked.
In his book ‘Surrounded by psychopaths’ Eriksen suggest that there are 20 behaviour traits that a psychopath is likely to display much of the time. (I know there is A PPI test too.) She scores very high.
These behavioural things include:
Grandiosity, Jealousy, Shallow feelings/emotions, Egocentricity, Superficial charm, Role playing, pathological lying, cunning and manipulative, entitled, need for stimulation, early behaviour problems, parasitic lifestyle, lack of realistic long term goals, failure to accept any responsibility, juvenile delinquency, Callous.
But it wasn’t a shock. It was more a dawning reality that helped me explain who I am. Helped me explain my life choices, and the divisions within my family, that kept everyone apart.
So, im 42, 43 soon, and have lived 41 of those years trying to appease, exist and revolve my life a psychopath parent. A parent, or parents in which none of these are true . Parents who exist only in the drama triangle, and perpetuate DARVO .

When I have shared this with a few people, they have said that they were sorry. Sorry for me, that this is what I have had to realise or face in my upbringing.
As Lindsey Gibson writes too, Emotionally immature people (a term that encompasses psychopath, narcissist, sociopath) also disassociate. Dissociative personality disorder is evident in my parents. This has enabled one of them to commit shocking behaviours in their entire life, and not feel any remorse or guilt, or shame, and certainly not take any responsibility, amongst other things. But switching personalities, roles and identities was common.
So, in piecing all the behaviour together, the trauma, the terror, the victim role playing, the dissociation. I had only one unenviable conclusion.
My mother is a psychopath. She’s also Evangelical.
My mother; The Christian Psychopath.
I grew up with a psychopath in the home.
Now I know it, its time to live with the awareness, heal from emotional trauma and be the person i am meant to be.
(PS. Im aware that there will not ever be a diagnosis. Thats just the point, they wouldn’t actually go themselves, voluntarily, and even in any court case it would be difficult to prove. No one walks into their GP and says ‘ can I have a psychopath test please?’ and thats just the point. Admitting this would even mean acknowledging a self awareness, that is absent. )
The resources that helped me identify all this are here


