Certain personality types are at high risk of perpetrating domestic violence. I want to emphasize physical domestic violence here. As in my last article, the borderline, narcissistic and sociopathic personalities lead the risk pack here.
Let’s look first at the borderline personality. The borderline personality is a powder-keg of rage prone to detonate at any experience of a perceived wound, insult, threat of abandonment or (as a less appreciated match to their rage), threat to their malignant pride. Sound pretty narcissistic? Welcome to the synergy between these two personality types.
The borderline personality, much like many narcissists, is littered with “rage mines” that can “tripped” in a flash with a wrong step, which is exactly why it can be so nerve-wracking to be involved with one.
“Walking on eggshells” may be an understatement in describing the unnerving experience of dealing closely, or intimately, with a borderline personality.
I might suggest that even more metaphorically apt than “walking on eggshells” is the experience with borderlines as of “walking through a rage-littered minefield.”
Again, make the wrong the step and beware the rage that can follow with disorienting, sometimes frightening and bewildering intensity. The borderline individual may even goad you, provoke you into stepping on a “rage mine;” indeed, she may salivate at the chance to righteously “go off” with an utter lack of accountability for her provocation, depicting herself, in the process, as having been victimized by your insensitivity.
In any case, her abuse and violation of YOU will be remarkably self-excused as she positions herself, pathologically, as the victim.
I emphasize: Because this is such a narcissistic process, it’s often challenging, as I stressed in my last article, to distinguish the borderline, narcissist and sociopath, all of whom may present similar, if not identical forms, of disturbing “acting-out” fireworks.
As I’ve suggested, when the borderline is “borderlining” in her violent raging, she is acting-out utterly pathological narcissism, even sometimes at sociopathic levels. I’ve previously written about the borderline personality as “transient sociopath,” because in her rages she can be as callous and destructive as the sociopath, not to mention sinisterly vindictive and totally remorseless in the expression of her rage.
Now how about the narcissist? In the narcissist’s case I would designate the state of “outrage” to be a very typical trigger of his rage, which can lead to domestic abuse. The narcissist, it should be noted, often feels “outraged.”
His “outrage” leads to his “rage.”
The narcissist feels outraged to be ignored, disregarded, offended, insulted, misunderstood. States of outrage, in general, are conducive to very poor emotional self-control; because the narcissist is so often outraged, he is often “out of control” emotionally. His rages often have the timbre of a wounded, tantrumming child thrashing at a sibling or parent for recompense at having been mistreated. The problem is that he is not a child, he is often a big, strong adult, thus his tantrums are proportionately more extreme and infinitely more harmful. A raging child is unpleasant and stressful to deal with; a raging narcissist can be scary, destructive and dangerous.
As we know, in the narcissist’s case, and underlying all pathological levels of narcissism, we enter the terrain of “over-entitlement,” really the bane of all interpersonal psychopathology. The narcissist believes that the world should treat him fairly, sensitively; he believes that the world—that is, everyone—should give him his due (whether he’s earned it or not); he has the underlying belief that he should be protected from, really excused from having to endure, the “slings and arrows” that others have to suffer with composure.
Deprive the narcissist of these protective, catering experiences and you are inviting his wrath and retribution. Consequently, the narcissist is at high risk to abuse his partners and others, domestically and otherwise.
The sociopath’s view of the world, in general, is somewhat different from the narcissist’s, which is to say that at sociopathic levels of narcissism, the sociopath is viewing the world from a somewhat different perspective than at the narcissistic level of narcissism.
Here’s the difference: whereas the narcissist, as I just noted, tends to regard the world, and all in it, as owing him unwavering respect, attention, recognition, sensitivity and the like, and will feel outraged to be denied this experience (his outrage leading directly to his rage), the sociopath, while he may be comparatively less obsessed with feeling appreciated, understood and getting his “due,” will be highly, uniquely oriented to viewing the world—and everyone in it—as existing to supply him with whatever he wants to “take” from it.
The sociopath, in this sense, feels entitled to “take” from others whatever it is he wants. Others do not exist as individuals with legitimate personal boundaries. There really are no boundaries sacred to the sociopath: if he can transgress boundaries to “take” what he wants, and “get away with it,” he will do so, because he feels absolutely entitled to have what he wants; if others have what he wants he feels absolutely entitled to take it or steal it from them; and the impact of his incursions on others’ space and dignity means nothing to him because the sociopath relates to others as “objects,” and thus feels no more remorse ransacking a human being than he would an empty room full of things he covets.
This obviously primes the sociopath to be a high-risk domestic violence offender. He will abuse easily, without compunction, because you are merely an “object” to him; in his frustration or rage, for instance, he might kick you in the stomach and bend you over in agony, and feel no more remorse than if he were to kick and dent his car door in a similar discharge of rage. As a matter of fact, his subsequent reaction is less likely to be genuine sorrow than regret, or worry, at the consequences or inconveniences that might ensue from his violent action. In any case, he is likely to stand over you and watch you writhe in pain on the floor as if he’s kicked a car door.
This summarizes some of the features and dynamics of these troubling personality types and what puts them at high risk to domestically abuse. I hope it’s a helpful summary.
(This article is copyrighted ©2012 by Steve Becker, LCSW. My use of female and/or male gender pronouns is strictly arbitrary and not to suggest that males and females aren’t both capable of exhibiting all the attitudes and behaviors discussed.)
sky – you said, ‘i can’t imagine what it is like to be so shallow’ – well, i have a pretty good idea – i have been watching my sib and my dad most of my life.
in many ways my dad seems less shallow than my sib. but i think my sib is just both more honest and less grandiose…oh, and doesn’t have the pedophilia ick to complicate the picture. i say that as my dad brought this really young (17) several times removed cousin over from eastern europe after they visited years ago – it was a grand gesture made in front of all his family in the old country. i was living with them at that time, and it was very odd – here i was, his kid, in his house, and he didn’t extend to me the things he extended to her. took her sightseeing, etc. (almost always with my mom – i don’t think he made any kind of move on her, but i bet he wouldn’t have done this is she had been a boy. she was slender with dark hair. i remember my sib asking me if she was slender with dark hair. she said that that was his ‘type.’ (mom and he met when mom was 16 – slender, with dark hair.) my sib is VERY good at seeing others’ motivations and weaknesses . although i think she is better at seeing their weaknesses and exploiting them than she is at seeing their motivations – she’s a bit too damaged to get that right all of the time. But she ALWAYS gets the weaknesses right. just thinking now, about what she thought mine were. She would try to shame me about my body, and that i was sexual (not that i was lesbian – just sexual). I really like that people can’t fuck with me about lots of things they think they should be able to. people cannot fuck with me about being lesbian, or feminist.
BTW the young cousin was bored out of her mind – spent all her time watching reruns of ‘friends’ ALL day. nearly drove mom and me batty.
One joy,
yes that is a good observation of shallow, but what would it feel like?
your poor cousin, I hope she got out un-slimed.
my sib is a hoarder. she has always loved clothes and jewelry and ‘shiny’ things. i remember her giving me a couple of things when i was a teen. I was SHOCKED, because she rarely did. she always wanted everything for herself. now she hoards on a grand scale. so, in answer to how it feels to be so shallow – empty and obsessive (Think: Gollum and his ‘precious’. Btw, if you don’t know the Judaic stories of golems and what they are/ how they are made (and why they aren’t quite ‘right’), they might be of interest. I became very interested in Gollum the character, because he seems like he lives in a particular hell realm.).
I don’t know if she got out un-slimed. I would think so, but you never know. Man, did i ever feel ‘replaced’.
Ana, skylar
Yesss…..its always about envy and winning. My LESSON (spath) kept binders full of his bankstatements going back 20 years. He was a cheapo, never spent a time and had millions in the bank. He tracked every dollar. So he had supreme confidence in his wealth.
However he envied me.
“Everybody likes you”.
“You have a great network”.
“You are one of those rare people who has true self condfidence”.
“You are so happy”.
“You have so much energy”.
Yup. Thats me. And he will never, ever have those things. And he wont take these things away from me. Ever.
Athena
Steve,
I appreciate reading your articles.
You completely described my first reaction of the first ( and last) encounter when the XSpath rage bomb went off and I was totally dumbfounded at the immediate and high intensity. My reaction was I couldn’t speak. I just kept saying ‘I don’t understand’, I was so so confused and in shock.
Looking back, I now see I had made him blow his cover. I had asked him a question about our future. That is how I now know for sure that he was only using me. After that moment he even looked and acted completely different that I didn’t recognize him anymore. He went from loving sweetness to anger hate, in an instant. He soon after complained of having a bad migraine.
All I could do was distance myself and make light of the odd situation as we had been traveling. The next day I made other travel arrangements and left him.
Near wrote,
“Dawn: 🙁 *huggles* ^_^ That sounds awful. Did your eye become infected from the dirty water? I’m too scared to look at photos. I can’t stand even reading about abuse cases of any kind, whether spouse, child or animal. 🙁
I remember my dad’s rage. One time he came back home in a fit of rage and tried to slit my mom’s throat with a painting tool. I think it’s called a five in one. Anyway, he knocked her out cold and stood over her and actually put it to her throat. I stopped him with my hands, but they were shredded by that tool. I still remember this.
His rage mostly happened when he was drunk, but he was sober during that five in one incident. Dawn, was this man sober?
Does their true personality show when drunk? Is it just the beer, or their true colors? I know it was my dad’s true colors, but I’ve always wondered.”
No, I didn’t get an infection. I got a tetanus shot and antibiotics at the hospital.
The ex is an alcoholic but he was sober when the attack happened. He may have been hungover, I don’t know. His mask definitely slipped when he was drinking hard but not in that sudden burst of rage. The damage was always psychological. Sometimes it seemed like alcohol actually loosened him up so that he was more affectionate. Except once he did physically hurt and bruise me during coitus when he was very drunk. I thought at the time it was extreme passion set free by Budweiser but now I think he just wanted to hurt and bruise me.
Honestly, I think he was a monster whether he was drunk or sober. It didn’t matter either way, I was going to take a verbal and emotional pounding.
Sky
You asked the question, what does it feel like to be shallow.
My LESSON (spath) taught me that. I would say “what are you thinking” or “whats in your heart” and he would reply “absolutely nothing”.
Imagine looking at a newborn baby and just seeing 8 pounds of moving skin…..as opposed to seeing the joy and wonder and miracle of a new human being? Imagine seeing tears on a childs face when he falls off a bike and seeing only wetness…..as opposed to seeing shattered self esteem.
Thats what its like to be shallow.
Athena
I am so thankful for this site. I know I can’t go around telling people about all the psychopaths that I know and have contact with because they will think I am crazy myself!
This was one of the most helpful articles I’ve seen in a long time, because even though I’ve done extensive research/reading on PD’s, C-PTSD was not a term I had heard before. I have been diagnosed with PTSD by two different counselors and my abuse advocate and was treated with CBT. I thought I was treated successfully, but now I realize it takes more than 6 months to work thru all the crap I’ve been dealt.
I am still attracted to the PD type of man. I just got finished with another one and I am so angry at myself for not seeing/heeding the signs. Thankfully the relationship only lasted a couple of months (2 months of grooming, 2 weeks of actual dating, and then he realized I was not going to be the complacent and easily manipulated object he desired so he dumped me and is moving on to my girlfriend.) I do have some boundaries and thankfully standing fast to those helped him move on quickly, but after reading that link on C-PTSD I understand now that I still have a lot of damage.
It also helps me understand what issues I need to work on. I am in therapy again but do not feel like we are getting anywhere. My therapist has been working on getting me to love myself more, but I don’t really know how. I know I am a good person and have a lot to offer but I do believe there is some self-hate/shame somewhere inside here. I do have eating disorders, and feel that no matter what I do I am not good enough. I don’t know how to explain it. I know I am good enough, yet somewhere deep inside I am not.
This all sounds crazy but I know some of you here will understand this.
Stillinshock, I think that allotting time-frames in accordance with healing is a dangerous thing. For some, PSTD is a lifelong battle and nobody can set a limit as to how long or when true healing takes place.
For me, I don’t know where I am on my healing path. I know that I’m better than I was a while back, but I have a long, long, long way to go before I will experience unabandoned joy. That’s okay. I’m in no big, fat hurry – if I rush through my healing processes, I’m liable to miss some VERY important aspects of myself that I need to correct. Or, I’ll fly right past an event to indicate my progress.
“Loving” ourselves requires accepting ourselves. “Love” is a weird word with too many definitions. Acceptance, I think, is probably a better term, but “self-love” is the term of choice.
Brightest blessings
stillinshock:
I do understand. Very much. You have support here with me. Take care.