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.)
One Steppers,
What I’m hearing from you is that the environmental trigger of whatever toxins were around, ended up triggering the ptsd as well as the physical pain. When your body fails you, that’s when you take backward steps and get really low.
I wish I knew more about your condition and could give you some really wise, sagey advise, but I don’t. Feeling so crappy can truely make everything you do, so much of an effort. Like having your feet in cement blocks. If there is something else you could do to replace singing in the choir at that location, maybe another choir somewhere else? The joy from singing deserves another chance.
Can you set up an appointment with the groovy chick who administers the ptsd treatment? Soon?
Take a deep breath and do the one step thing. I still think you should have a bonfire and burn a bunch of socks with faces of the dupes sharpied on them. Just to purge a little and then you can focus on healing your body and your mind.
If I could take away your pain, I would!!! Lots of hugs to you tonight!!!!
onesteppers – I lost my digital camera.. I remember telling myself if I put the camera ‘there’ I would forget where I put it..I will find it after I go buy me a new one..I am trying to retrain my old brain to think and remember and if I am gonna go there I need to do this and that on the way – even if it’s from one room to the next I am working on being the multi tasker I used to be..and it really does seem as if the spath experience destroyed some of my brain cells- seriously I think I lost so much about me, but I am workin on it and gettin better all the time – i am sorry about your chemical reactions, that must be a horrible thing to deal with – sorry about the choir…a movie theatre in my city was closed because of mold.
Friends,
The trend for me was, that the subject went from psych to recipes. A trend in that many hooked into this diversion. What do recipes do for you that you can tell if a person is good just by their taste in food. People are sometimes referred to as “sourses of food”, psychological food that is.
Hens, thanks for explaining that cat poo stuff.
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hopeforjoy – YOU made me laugh too! can’t use sharpies (xlyine (sp?) is toxic…. but i really do like the idea…and i CAN do something lke this. THANK YOU for reminding me about ritual…it IS healing for me.
i would like to do something that reps. the toxicity of the whole last year and a half.
there is a big interplay between the chemical reactions and the ptsd…can’t mitigate it when the chemical reactions come on. 🙁
will leave a message for the ptsd shrink tonight. (she’s the one who does the neurofeedback)
i will look for someone who does voice lessons…i won’t let this fell me around the singing…going to the choir was a HUGE step for me…it ‘s one of the post spath things – things i have wanted to do for a long time and haven’t had the courage (?) to do. i am good at a lot of things. singing isn’t one of them…so it was quite a challenge. if i can find someone and it doesn’t cost too much i will def do it. I need to do something, and it has to feed me. not take from me.
but i do feel good that i very quickly put my health first, and said no, i cannot do this. there is some sort of faith in that decision.
now, what the fu## am i going to do about work? they want too much. even if i was okay and not brain addled i couldn’t do what they want. my nerves are so big that I can’t even do what i have to do right now. i have high anxiety in general – didn’t relaize that until the ppath, and the chemical injuries…it’s so waaay over the top now, i am embarrassed. and i am shutting down, and giving up. this kind of stress is NOT good for me. not with all the cortisol depletion from the ppath and injuries.
however, I can’t shut down and give up. i have to keep this job or be on the dole again. NOT a good way to live. okay, breathe…
kalina – we often go to ‘party’ mode late at night. sometimes it’s food and sometimes it’s inventive drinks. we do it for the collegiality, fun and to blow off some steam with people we feel comfortable with.
i have been here since last december and have thankfully enjoyed many a late night nosh with the lf posters. we laugh, we smile, we relax. simple and helpful.
One:
I’m with hens…..a nice fat Ativan might be just what you need to allow this to pass……
I didn’t take them much when I was in ‘hell’…..but I did get to the point of asking the Dr. for an RX….just in case.
I still have the bottle…..and I only take 1/2….IF / WHEN spath rears his scent…….like when he’d come by and go by every window to try and get in to the house etc….
I contemplated taking one before court…..and decided I didn’t want to be mellowed…..
Your head needs to be cleared……you’ve had a lot going on in your mind……if you can…….try and leave the spath behing in your thoughts…..If we focus on dates…..they live in the forefront.
I’m sure your processing your visit with mom last weekend…..and all the overwhelming emotions which go along with your visit.
You need to prioritize your ’emotions’. And only deal with what you can at that time.
If you file priority 4 and 5….on in the back….you may be surprised that they disappear from your mind altogether. You release them as non important in your life….naturally.
You’ve got toooo much in that precious mind of yousr today.
Job is important…..concentrate on that first.
That provides you food and medications and the obvious life needs.
Remember the serenity prayer and REPEAT IT as often as you need…when you feel like crumbling.
You can only do your BEST……
Your best is only what you can do at THAT particular moment.
Figure out what you fear….
And realize….if it ain’t gonna kill you…..literally kill you…..LET IT GO!
Just do your best one step!!!
Big XXOOO”S to you babe!
EB – i tied to get atavan from the docs months ago…they wouldn’t give it to me. but i do have kava (a herb) and it will help a bit.
you know – i am holding my mom close. i am so glad i saw her. i had a really weird reaction to the dog having died. i teared up immediately…i wanted to go have a cry by myself. but when i had the chance, i just thought…he’s dead. gone. nothing to grieve. it was quite odd. i just didn’t go there. really really odd. i am getting some pics back (on a usb stick that someone has had for a year or more) of him when he was a baby…of us togehter. i want to print one for my mom. that little dog was one of the best things in her life….and mine. i haven’t been able to cuddle him in the last couple of years ’cause of allergies…but i talked to him and pulled his ears out like plane wings. he was really smart and high strung, loving and protective. quite a sensitive gentle soul.
i fear being broke and fired.
i fear not being able to work in this town because i destroy mt rep by going to bits. i fear having to say ‘i can’t’, and others trying to take over – it’s in part a control issue for me. if i can’t function as well as i ‘should’ , it’s the fear of someone bulldozing me …huh, that’s what happened last summer when i had the chemical injuries…and i faked my way through it…but it was horrible. i can’t be doing this again, but i seem unable or unwilling to be candid about my limitations for fear of losing the job, or being micromanaged. there is little structure there or resources, but big expectations….and crazy timelines.
when i relax and just do what’s in front of my nose it almost works, but i really have to many different projects i am supposed to be doing and i can’t mulitask like that. it’s crazy. i need to do a bunch of research, and put togehter some event plans (that i need to do research for first), event proposals and deal with the subcommittee (and THEY all want something different – lots of competing agendas) AND organize and deliver events that i am still scrambling to find sponsorship for.
i find tequila is helpful. for about 4 hours.
right. serenity prayer. i really like the serenity prayer. no god for me, but i like it lots. old 12 stepper, now just a one stepper.
shaken, not crushed.
One Step
I totally get ya. I wouldn’t hire me yet I needed to support myself. It has been THREE years since I left my spath and I am just now recovered from the fog. How to coast until ya get your mojo back…
I went lateral. GOt off the grid so if I made a mistake, it didn’t reflect on my professional rep. NOw I am going back into my field and I took a couple of seminars so I am ahead of the game, not catching up. It makes me feel more confident b/c I always felt like I had to apologize for mucking up. No more muckups.
I do want to know, what do others do. B/c TWO years agao, I FELT so much better, but on reflection, I still had a long ways to go. I wasn’t suicidally depressed, but I definitely thought, “why bother”. Why do dishes. Why take a shower unless I had to. Why make an effort for a social life. ETc. NOW making an effort is easy, but a year ago… it sucked the energy out of me.
Kinda a mid point. HOw do ya know you’re in it, and how do ya know if you are truly no longer a nutcase?
Just call me squirrel.
hens – if you find it after you buy a new one, can i have it? 🙂
Dear Kalina,
Sometimes we “chase rabbits” which means get distracted and the subject changes without notice! Laugh Especially on weekends and at night when it is mostly just us “old farts” here and our brains are distractable! Laugh
On the subject of “multitasking”—in reading some of the research I have been doing on brains, how they work, chemical and genetic changes I have been reading up on, the “multi-tasking” that we THINK we are doing (and I used to think I could do it WELL) is really COUNTER productive rather than productive and we are much better when we concentrate on one thing at a time!
Now believe me, being ADHD I could whirl with the best of them keeping 4-5 “balls” up in the air at once, or at least thought I could and now I can’t keep ONE ball off the floor it seems with BOTH HANDS!
So What I am trying to do instead of trying to MULTI-task, I am trying to SINGLE TASK and SLOW down and pay more attention to what I want to accomplish.
I am procrastinating though on finsihing up the final presentation for the parole board so I am going to get back AT IT tomorrow.
1)Call the doc (s) for a couple of appointments I need
2)work on the parole presentation for 1 1/2 hours (no more)
3) clean kitchen (1 hour)
4) refill medication thingie so I don’t forget medication/vitamins
Just work on those things 1 and a time, not too long on one thing if an hour or hour and a half doesn’t finish it, I’ll work on it again in the afternoon or the next day. If I can do 4 things a day then I am okay. Just mark those 4 off the list I’m ahead of the game. That may not sound like a LOT but the rest of the day I can PUTTER around and do a few things here and there, fold a load of clothes, or vacuum, but just get the ones of the list done and marked off each day. Don’ t feel so “rushed” that way. I think rushing washes my brain clean of anything I am trying to remember.