Tenley Myers

Tenley Myers – The true story of a sociopath

Tenley Myers (AKA; Tenley Leroy, Tenley Myers, Tenley Meyers, Tenley Mcelroy, Tenley M Myers, Tenley Hatzakis)


 

And a few words from her parents:


Who are you Tenley

My daughter, my first born child,
On whose nature nurture could never stick,
On whom my pains, humanely taken, were lost, all lost, quite lost?

Are you the child whose love turned to hate when the second was born?
Are you the child who hated your father until I left?
You chose to stay and turned your hate on me.

Who are you Tenley
My daughter, my first born child?
You are a stranger to me.

You are now but a distant memory.
Someone I thought I knew.
I was wrong.

-Mom

 

Tenley Myers
Tenley Myers

“The path to moral identity is a incremental process occurring gradually over many years. As children grow, they are increasingly exposed to both moral and immoral influences. These social pressures foster habits effecting the development of moral identity or those moral principles that help define the self and moral commitment throughout life. Simply put, social conditions promote young people’s moral growth. Social conditions can have such as influence as to leave a child both sociopathic and cognitively impaired.”

— Jack Myers (source)

Coming from Tenley’s pedophile father that is just poetic. He did a lot of research on the human brain and its development for his work. His guilt that kept him supporting her was from what he know he had done. Our mother had no reason for guilt like dad did.

“Whatever you do in life please try to be a nice person first”

— Jack Myers (to Tenley in his suicide letter)


“The world is a dangerous place to live, not because of the people who are evil, but because of the people who don’t do anything about it.””

— Albert Einstein

“i am an OPEN book. go ahead. email everyone I know whatever you want. trust me, they will see you for the low life you are and love me anyway!”

— Tenley Myers (source)


 

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When the narcisist is no longer gazing into the mirror, what happens to the mirror? It breaks! Truth be told, it always was broken.