I address this post mainly to my female audience because, in my experience, the pathology I’ll be discussing, while not exclusively male, is more often than not expressed by men against women.
I revisit here what I regard as an important relationship red flag: When you meet a man who seems to be “Mr. Perfect,” someone “you can’t find anything wrong with,” you need to take a good long pause; otherwise, trouble bodes.
Now I’m not talking about, or maligning, the experience of “great chemistry.” Great chemistry, even electric chemistry, where you hit it off instantly, is a good thing and sometimes a good omen.
But there’s an important difference between “great chemistry” versus the sense of having met and experienced “perfection.” The genuine Mr. Right, in other words, is a very different creature than Mr. Perfect, who almost always will be a quack.
There are a number of reasons for this. First, men perceived by the women they meet as “too good to be true” are often men with an agenda to be perceived as too good to be true. These men are often calculating narcissists or sociopaths for whom the game, the challenge, the principal goal, is to disarm their female [target] objects with their apparent, and compelling, perfection.
To advance their agenda these men may exhibit inordinately seductive qualities right from jump—inordinate levels, for instance, of charm, politeness, thoughtfulness, soliticousness, sacrifice and attentiveness (in a word, responsiveness).
But this isn’t a case of their being on their “best behavior,” as new partners normally are with each other; rather, it’s a case of their being on their best “contrived” behavior, their intent being to effect an impression of perfection as if they are cut from a different cloth—specifically, the cloth of male romantic perfection.
These men may want you to regard them as Princes heaven-sent; they may want you to feel that it took something like your lottery-like good fortune to have found them.
Many of them will be seeking the approbation of your social circle; they may want those around you to ask as with shaking heads, “Where did you find him?” “What planet did he come from?” “Oh my God, he’s like”¦perfect!”
These men will often “groom” you not unlike how the sexual abuser grooms his victims—with promises of his special attentiveness, gratification and protectiveness. This exploitive strategy is extremely potent as it accesses deeply-held fantasies to be perfectly loved, protected and embraced.
Other LoveFraud columnists and astute posters have correctly noted that not all of these men are consciously operating as predators. While true, it’s also important not to minimize just how many of these men are, consciously, operating with predatory agendas.
In either case, these are not men who love, respect, or even like women. Rather, they use women for ego-gratifying and ego-masturbatory purposes. And just as the thrill of a masturbatury experience fades fast, so too does the thrill that women give such men fade with often startling, disorienting suddenness.
While this dynamic may or may not confuse the exploiter, it will surely confuse the unalert woman.
In their “grooming” process, these men will often pull out all the stops: they may, for instance, be the best, most attentive lovers you’ve ever had while all the while they’re not actually enjoying the sex because they’re not present; rather, they are watching themselves, and watching themselves with you, as if they’re porno aspirants determined to make a name for themselves, determined to stamp themselves (to legendize themselves, if you will) in your mind.
Many of these men are desperate to be the fantasy of their perfect selves–that is, the fantasy of themselves as special, unique, memorable. And so they tend parasitically (and compulsively) to seek cooperative, vulnerable hosts (such as you) as if to hold for them, store for them their slippery, empty gestures at immortality. (I intend to flesh this idea out in a separate post, recognizing the incompleteness of my explanation.)
We’ve discussed some of these concepts before, but another of them bears repeating: Narcissists, sociopaths and their like will chew you up for the temporary ego-gratifying nutrients you can supply them in the short-term; and then, like a piece of chewing gum from which they’ve extracted all the sugar, they’ll spit you out, devalue and discard you, now that you’ve lost your flavor (and thus use).
(This article is copyrighted (c) 2009 by Steve Becker, LCSW)
Funny that this bi stuff is coming up. Someone commented on dontdatehimgirl that he has, or might have a deep-seated fear of being gay. What happened to make her come to that conclusion?; but that never crossed my mind. My girl friend asked if I thought he was homophobic – I guess yes. She thinks that was the cover up. Thinking back I remember that he always could spot the gay rainbow stickers on cars (like 5 cars away). Who’s looking for them – I wasn’t.
I strongly believe he is addicted to pornography, and he didn’t face me alot too, which now I know shows the disconnection and emotional void.
Too bad I (we) didn’t have this insight a long time ago. Would have saved us all alot of heartache.
JBizzy –
I’ve just registered because your posts make me wonder if the sociopath you describe is the same as mine. When you mentioned the stomach ache thing, I had to register so I can ask you: Is the person you mention in the US Airforce by any chance? (His job was why I kept taking him back, meaning, I stupidly thought that he cannot really be a sociopath if he’s been in the Airforce for 19 years.)
Trixie
I was stunned when I read your post. You’ve just described the sex life I had with G. It’s really late here so I’ll write more tomorrow.
Un-be-liev-able. The silence thing, the never climaxing thing (had never met a man like that) and the not being able to look at me…
By the way, it wasn’t like that when we first got together – it was loving and just wonderfully intimate. He proposed, then ended it by email. When we got back together 3 mths later, the sex if you could call it that, was as you describe.
Trixie –
P.S. He never called me by my name either.
The SAME thing about sex. My God, THEY really operate same way!!!
During the sex he ‘d look in the mirror if there was any, if not, than he’d look through the window or just arround.
The moment it finished, he would turn his back, never holding me, never whispering, never tender sweet words, pillow talk.
Also, he was so worried about his stomack 🙂 never completly naked because his stomack could get cold lololol even if it was 30 degrees hot weather. But same time, he never took care if my back are naked and i might catch a cold.
Here is the part of article i recently found:
He makes himself to be what he wants to be and not what he really is, he treats his nearest, dearest, and closest as mere objects, instruments of gratification utilities, or extensions of himself.
The narcissist divides all women to saints and whores. He finds it difficult to have sex (“dirty”, “forbidden”, “punishable”, “degrading”) with feminine significant others (spouse, intimate girlfriend). To him, sex and intimacy are mutually exclusive rather than mutually expressive propositions.
Primary Narcissistic Supply (PNS) is any kind of supply provided by people who are not “meaningful” or “significant” others. Adulation, attention, flirtation, affirmation, fame, notoriety, sexual conquests ”“ are all forms of PNS. They treats women as objects and sex as a means to obtaining narcissistic supply. He separates his sexual objects from his emotional partners ”“ they can never be the same people.
This separation of the emotional from the sexual makes it difficult for the narcissist to have sex with people that he believes that he loves (though he never really does love). He is terrified and repelled by the idea that he has to objectify the subject of his emotions, and he use his body, sexuality, and seduction/flirtation to extract Narcissistic Supply from others.
Narcissists simply use women as objects and then discard them. They masturbate, using women as “flesh and blood aides”.
Most narcissists are misogynists. Their sexual and emotional lives are perturbed and chaotic. They are unable to love in any true sense of the word ”“ nor are they capable of developing any measure of intimacy. Lacking empathy, they are unable to offer to their partners emotional sustenance.
Do narcissists miss loving, would they have liked to love and are they angry with people and circumstances for crippling them in this respect?
To the narcissist, these questions are incomprehensible. There is no way they can answer them. Narcissists have never loved. They do not know what is it that they are supposedly missing and they equate love with weakness. They hate being weak and they hate and despise weak people They do not tolerate what they consider to be stupidity, disease and dependence ”“ and love seems to consist of all three. These are not sour grapes. They really feel this way.
I remember that he never was next to me while i was sick, even when my child was sick. Now i understand why. But same time, if he catched simple cold, it was disaster and he acted as deadly ill peron.
No empathy for others. Only endless selflove
Donna,
rember that Lily suggested not to talk about sex in here. She was facing her surgery and i thought she was oversensitive, so i did not comment her request that time. She also noted that few members left LF during the explicite sex talk.
I agree with Lily, maybe it would be good idea to transfer this subject into separate place. That way we won’t hurt other members feelings, and we wud feel more comfortable to talk about subject.
Sex is integral to the experience of a sociopath – because all they want is power, control and sex. As long as the discussion is not blatant or graphic, I don’t have a problem with it. The discussion on this thread has not been offensive.
Thornbud, I thought your post of the article you found was really interesting and will be very informative to lots of other people too:)x