“How did he really feel?” and “What did he want from me?” are two questions that often haunt victims of sociopaths. The reason we are haunted by these questions varies but often stems from the habit of over-focusing on the sociopath instead of ourselves. That being said, victims also have a healthy ”˜need to know’ that can help with recovery and healing.
I struggled with these questions in my own healing. I remain baffled by my observations of enjoyment of affection on the part of sociopaths. Early on, I told my own therapist that I had come to the conclusion that sociopaths exploit those close to them to the point of death, then, cry at the funeral. At the moment the tears are shed, I believe they do represent a grief of sorts. The feelings of loss experienced by sociopaths are however, short lived. Victims also have to beware because, although sociopaths are said to be incapable of feelings for those in their lives, they do become obsessed with them. Psychologists have not yet explained this obsession. If they don’t attach, why are they obsessed? Those who have read my other entries know that I believe that sociopaths do attach. It is what they do with attachments that is disordered.
How did he really feel?
In response to the picture of a sociopath crying at his victim’s funeral, my therapist said, “He feels what he tells himself he feels.” To help you understand what my therapist meant, I will explain what is known about how people usually experience feelings.
There are two components to feelings. The first is a physical sensation. When we experience a feeling we feel something in our bodies in relationship to that feeling. Think about loving someone close to you and sense how your body feels. Is it warmth in your heart? That is usually what people report.
There is much evidence that these physical sensations are disordered in sociopaths. Sociopaths do not generally experience the physical and hormonal changes that go along with feeling emotion. If they do experience them, it is to a lesser degree. Physical responses are blunted.
The second component of feelings is called attribution. Attribution is a cognitive process. When I feel that warmth in my heart as I see my children, I attribute the sensation to my love for them. Thus the physical sensation alone does not make emotion. Emotion is physical sensations and our interpretations of these sensations. There is also evidence that the parts of the brain responsible for attribution do not function properly in sociopaths.
There is one emotion that many sociopaths experience in a not so disordered way. This emotion is anger. Sociopaths do have blunted physical responses to anger. Despite this blunted responsiveness, they seem aware of angry feelings and make correct attributions about what makes them angry. Again, science has not even addressed, much less explained this observation.
Since the physical sensations and attributions that allow for the experience of emotion are disordered in sociopaths, their inner world is very different. They are left to make sense of themselves and others without the tools most of us use. Other parts of the brain fill in the missing processes. The person who is credited with first describing sociopathy in depth is Hervey Cleckley. He proposed that sociopaths are at least of average if not above average verbal intelligence. This makes sense because they have to use their verbal intelligence to make up for their lack of emotions. They do indeed feel what they tell themselves they feel. Scientists say they mimic other people’s emotions, yet again there is no real proof of this.
What did he want from me?
This question is easy to answer intellectually, but very hard for victims to accept emotionally. There are three pleasures we get from our love relationships. The first is pleasure in affection. The second is sexual pleasure. The third is pleasure associated with dominance and control. Sociopaths experience sex and dominance as enormously more pleasurable than affection. Therefore, they are in relationships to get sex and power, pure and simple.
If you love deeply and feel affection for others, you cannot fathom the inner world of an emotionally disordered person whose primary pleasures are sex and power. To understand another’s world you have to imagine yourself experiencing what the other experiences. You can’t do this with a sociopath.
Louise Gallagher said in her post The six steps of healing from a psychopath that the first step is acceptance. We have to accept that we can only know in part how sociopaths really feel and what they want from us. We can understand intellectually, but never emotionally.
At least I can take comfort that I don’t have to face the pain of losing my looks! Sorry Stargazer, that one is hard for me to empathize with. To have been one of the lucky ones, at least for a while…. better than to have been the target of ridicule. Can’t remember, was I the two bagger or three? And doggie was recommended so they didn’t have to touch me.
What I learned was only a spath has enough of an agenda to pretend not to care what ugly looks like.
Jennifer Beals IS lookin a little skinny but lookin at her in the bulletproof vest and the tight little tshirt and baseball cap taking down some thugs on Chicago Code is pretty hot. She can’t hold a candle to Mariska though. They took her sexy clothes away from her now that she’s 47 and I don’t like that. She’s a size 8 and I think she’s perfect-although she says she’s considered big by hollywood standards. She also says-“I’m a mom and I’m not showin my kid that those kind of things are important”
I’m not having sex again unless I have a ring on my finger. I won’t give that up to just anyone. That’s part of the thing that broke my heart wit my spath. Too me, that is the most sacred thing on earth. Until then, my toys are my company!
BTW, I am not envious of jealous of other peoples good fortune. It’s just hard for me to commiserate that a beautiful woman isn’t 20 anymore. She’s still beautiful.
The best part is, I don’t give a shiat what anyone else thinks anymore!!!
I am freeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!
I think I’m fabulous, and that’s all that matters to me.
You know Shabby, That’s ain’t too shabby. It is one of the best perks about my age. I am free from having to feel like the loser in an impossible competition. I focus on my interests which is where my pleasure comes from…and no one expects anything glam from me other than social norms. Wish I had this maturity years ago too.
I don’t care what other people think about my weight. I DO care that it’s keeping me in the career that I hate right now so I am trying to do something about it so I can me a police officer. Then I can worry about all that other crap. Another vow that I made to myself was that I wasn’t going to attempt to go anywhere near a relationship until I graduated from the police academy anyway. I resigned from my academy do to fallout from spath and pressure from my father at the time and it was a huge mistake. I had friends who would have dragged me through to make sure I graduated. I probably would have had the highest grades in the class and the rank knew that. I was out of shape and overweight and that’s why I caved to my father. No freakin man is gonna stop me from gettin there.
Katy
It is for me too. I don’t understand the second sentence that followed however….
I remember once in a psyh class about ten years ago, we had to share how we felt about how we felt we looked….interesting outcome…..
I was “targeted” by two people in the class, but one that was just seething with rage at me…………
Because of how I perceived beauty to be and what my experiences were with it……..
I was a beautiful baby, a beautiful child, a beautiful adolescent and young woman and well, older woman too…….
I had shared with the class in a paper we were to write about ourselves in speech form, what I perceived of my “beauty”
Just because you are “pretty” or labeled as such, doesn’t mean you get the best of everything………..in fact, I’d rather have been ugly, because then I would have been accepted for who I was at face value as society places so much emphasis on appearances……..to be “pretty or beautiful” is not all it’s cracked up to be………
You could have heard a pin drop and I could see the steam coming out of this woman’s ears. She attacked me and the speech. My professor, who was a LCSW in private practice, as well as the professor of our class was blown away by this woman’s attack on me and my ability to express something she had NEVER heard before with such depth and honesty….
Just because you’re “pretty” doesn’t mean you don’t suffer as those who are not.
Just in a different way. My doctor, while telling me that I was beautiful, also said that with my intelligence (secondary) i would be able to get a job anywhere……..I told her how true that really was but how sad……….
This puts a great deal of emphasis on the things that ox says here, given her age and experiences……..you don’t have to be young to be beautiful and you don’t have to be beautiful on the outside anymore to be beautiful on the INSIDE…….
MY professor was amazing. We still remain good friends although I don’t see her much now as I go to a different school, but I got great respect for speaking up for those of us that are “beautiful”.
My spath said he couldn’t “do fat chicks” ….yet the last love bomb before GF was very overweight with a pretty face and a bank account………….for all that he said about how “hot” he thought I was, it was all BULLSHIT………EVERY WORD OF IT WAS BULLSHIT…..he may prefer women, but it doesn’t matter what she looks like………..if she has a bank account AND she’s beautiful like his latest Kim K, then all the better for him, that’s just a bonus. Nothing more.
Spaths don’t care. They’ll fuck a freight train or a sally blow up doll. It doesn’t matter. You could be two ton tessy or Cindy Crawford, it’s just another notch on the bed post.
I’m learning much, in a short period of time about this experience, more so now about myself.
I’m still a beautiful woman. A VERY beautiful woman. And it’s not just physical, it’s emotional too. it’s intellectually…it’s as a mother, as a happy wiener owner…..a good student…a good and loyal friend…
Looks is just surface dirt. My spath was absolutely drop dead gorgeous.
But his hidden facade is so ugly….oh yes, I miss seeing him naked, at least form the front LOL………
Also, we have men on this site who are older too. I wonder if they suffer the same stuff or if it’s just easier for men to catch a younger bitch.
SO WHAT?
Know what? I think that when we feel good about ourselves, it doesn’t matter who wants us or doesn’t. I want to walk into that gym with my daughter (who is VERY beautiful!) and not give a shit.
Working on me, is not about my looks, although I Do care about that, it’s more about what’s on the inside too. more so than the outside.
Like I said…………spath was gorgeous.
What did that get me.
I think you get the picture.
Flower
You know, when all is said and done, I’m hurt because these guys that I sort of like rejected me for a more attractive woman. It just hurts. It doesn’t matter the reason. But the fact that it will happen more and more often the older I get is not a really encouraging thought right now. There are also more men than women. I’m taking Spanish and salsa classes right now. Then women outnumber the men two to one. And they are all younger and very attractive (the women).
Star, yes I know EXACTLY WHAT YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT!
Star-I wish I could say something more encouraging right now. The only thing I know right now, based on what I’m going through, is that I am VERY ashamed to female right now and I don’t care about romantic relationships at all. I think that you’re lucky that you still do.