There can be different perspectives of the sociopath (and other seriously exploitive personalities). These perspectives can offer different experiences of these disturbed individuals. At the same time each perspective offers, I suggest by definition, both a somewhat advantageous and yet limited view of the sociopath.
Living with a sociopath, or finding oneself involved deeply in a “committed” relationship with a sociopath, will offer an incomparably intimate experience of the horrors that sociopaths can inflict on their partners.
Clearly no one, and that includes the so-called “experts” on sociopathy (clinicians and researchers, for instance) will be able to appreciate the impact of the sociopath, on this level, like the partner who has lived with, or been closely involved with, one.
This close, personal relationship confers upon the partner of the sociopath a certain knowledge of sociopathy and, I stress, a certain intimate experience of the sociopath that no clinician or “expert” can possibly approximate; thus, the sociopath’s partner’s experience is surely a unique one, qualifying him or her, from this particular intimate vantage point, as really the ultimate “expert” on sociopathy.
Now thankfully I’ve never lived with a sociopath, a fact which also happens to limit my experience with sociopathic personalities—specifically, in this case, the experience of having lived with one, and had my life razed by one.
In this sense my, or anyone’s, clinical experience of sociopathic individuals—just like one’s clinical experience of any individual—is limited by the structure of the clinical relationship. It is a relationship with boundaries provided inherently, so that the clinician or researcher (unlike the sociopath’s partner) is for the most part protected emotionally and physically from the sociopath’s most damaging, hurtful, violating behaviors.
On one hand, the protection to which I refer—again, a protection that’s inherent in the clinical setting—clearly limits the clinician’s capacity to fully experience the sociopath; on the other hand, the very structure of the clinical setting may enhance the clinician’s ability to apprehend aspects of sociopaths that may elude the sociopath’s partner, because he or she—the clinician— again unlike the sociopath’s partner, in operating within a structure of safety and protection, can observe and study the sociopath more freely and through a much wider lens.
The clinican is afforded the chance to observe and study sociopaths’ attitudes, their interactions, their styles, their variations, their differences. And, of course, not just one of these individuals, but many.
And so the clinician’s experience with sociopaths, while less rich and informative in some important ways than the partner’s experience of the sociopath, in other ways yields him or her different, additional opportunities to grasp how sociopathically-oriented individuals think and act.
And yet over and over again, I note it when a Lovefraud member points out, “But what do YOU know? Or what does HE know? You (or HE) never lived with a sociopath!”
And my response, whenever I read these comments, is to agree with them wholeheartedly. They are entirely valid comments and speak a truth that all so-called “experts” on sociopathy should heed well: those who have lived with the sociopath possess a certain knowledge and experience of the sociopath that is not only unique (as I’ve suggested), but non-attainable to a clinician in any sort of safe, protective clinical setting.
In this sense, or certainly in many respects, the clinician has much more to learn from the sociopath’s partner than the other way around.
(This article is copyrighted (c) 2010 by Steve Becker, LCSW. My use of the male gender pronouns is strictly for convenience’s sake and not to suggest that females aren’t capable of the attitudes and behaviors discussed.)
The good news is: none of use are alone in this. I’m at the pity party with ya today Hens, i just makes me sad to think…its not that hard to JUST be happy but to break a heart over and over, to make and destroy a family is the path he took. it is so f#%^@d up–we had everything you could want for a nice life. i am nostalgic tonight for the promise that was…let me sleep it off. g’nite
HopeforJoy I am guilty of hittin the refresh button. I confess I am seeking attention, when I incourage someone else and offer support it is nice to be thanked. I get on here sometimes and just start yakin at nobody inparticular, telling cyber space about my day with the three weiners. I feel like I give as well as take from this site. I feel connected here, dont get that same feeling anywhere else. This is where I get my hugs and give them back. Maybe it is the saftey of anonamousity of being here..
fearlesspeace _ I love your name. I am sorry you are feeling nostalgic tonite. HUGZ to you and everybody that needs one tonite…
Dear Henry,
Darlink, I was so bad about picking up the GUILT complex if someone dropped a pound of guilt out on I-40 at mile marker 126 I would RUN to get it before someone else grabbed it up—I wanted it for my VERY OWN!!!! You and I are BOTH bad about that guilt carp!
And you know, because they have things in common, we also realize WE have things in common as well. In a way it is like we are in a “poodle club” or a “weiner dog” club and everyone has something in common—because we do. We most of us have trouble with boundaries, we most of us have plenty of problems with too much empathy, and more than enough taking responsibility for others problems etc. (guilt) so yes, we CAN RELATE for sure!!!
So it’s kind of like AA for people who feel too guilty or people who don’t set firm boundaries etc.
So I’m standing up tonight and saying “Hi, guys, I’m Oxy and I’m a GUILT-A-HOLIC! too!”
But I’m working on it—and so are you! (((((BIG HUGGIES))))))
Hens~
As long as you speak from your heart with pure intentions, you can’t be accountable for anyone elses offese.
You are a pure hearted man……I have NEVER seen anything evil in you.
I enjoy you, look forward to seeing you ‘appear’ here and miss you when your gone….
i am gonna cue up for some attention tonight, too henry.
i went to choir practice wednesday night and whatever is in that building messed me up so bad i am still paying for it. face went full on numb, etc. have been an emo wreck since then.
called the director today and told him i had to quit the choir. life is just fucking cruel sometimes.
i melted down at work on friday….i had lost my keys so i had an out to just leave and try to go find them (thought i had perhaps left them in my door), i couldn;t think straight and i was panicking so badly, i couldn’t cope….but i have been melting down since. CAmom’s situation, the spath anniversary fake killing of the fake boy was one year ago today, and i can’t get a grip at work- and i am just losing it.
i couldn’t see the ptsd shrink last week – but she hasn’t called with another appt – so it’s almost three weeks and i am a mess. i’ll leave a message for her tonight.
i have reache dout to a couple of people to help me with a couple of things – i need help with the work stuff…i am so overwhlemed and i can’t articulate what i need or the fuckedupness of the structure and how to shift it to less fucked up. there has to be a way out of this, but i am having a hard time seeing it… too complex and i am rigid with fear.
onesteppers – you do seem overwhelmed with ‘anxiety’ – can you take any meds for that? I think you need a big group HUG tonite….dont worry too much about losing your keys – happens to me all the time..
((((One))))))
Hey, I lose my keys so much that I have TIED THEM TO MY PURSE because the purse is harder to lose than the keys alone!!!!
It is a PITA to have them tied to this long string on my (very small) purse but beats the heck out of looking under chairs for just the keys and missing them!!!!
So chill, chickie!!!!! You are NOT alone in losing your keys, or glasses. I had to laugh tonight on AMFV they had this woman who put her glasses up on top of her headf and the little nose pad thingies got tangled in her hair and she was STUCK trying to get them loose! BEEEEEEEN THERE!!!!!!!!! LOL
Sounds like it is all hitting you at once and that is when it is so tough to hang on and say “Don’t sweat the small stuff and remember it is all small stufff, just 10 million pieces of farking small stuff that drives me CRAZZZZY!”
It is hard to drain the swamp when you are up to your arse in alligators and then SOMEONE SETS YOUR PANTS ON FIRE! (((HUGS))))
all – i don’t care about my keys, the least of my problems.
oxy – yo made me laugh. thank you for that.
hens – the big overwhelm is a chemical reaction to whatever triggered my face going numb. there is a huge mental emo component to chemical sensitivity. so, i am taking lots of supplements for this sort of thing (like adrenal supps and a variety of vitamins). i have to manage the reaction most of all, on a chemical level. but thanks for mentioning it, ’cause i could take some kava and it would help with the anxiety.
i sat and meditated at the water for about an hour today – man, the wind was howling.
i talked about the ppath the other night and it just kinda threw me. i am not talking about her much these days (slimey pot of boiled disorder that she is), as I *am* trying to deal directly with my anger. not so much in THIS paragraph, though 😉
EVERYONE: DROP AND ROLL!!
GROUP HUG!!!!
One, glad I could help, I’m gonna go change my pants anyway cause Henry and ErinB got me to laughing so hard, welllll, you KNOW what happened to an old lady! hee hee