Sometimes I like to revisit, churn all over again, a prior concern around sociopathy. A number of colleagues were recently stressing the defective quality of empathy in the more sociopathic clients they work with, while I found myself stressing the quality of remorselessness in the more sociopathic clients with whom I work (and have worked).
In my view, remorselessness is a much more serious indicator of sociopathy than lack of empathy per se. I know I’ve stated this in previous pieces, but well”¦here I go all over again.
Many people lack empathy for a great many reasons, depending on how one even defines empathy. But clearly this is true—many of us have a relatively difficult time emotionally stepping into another’s shoes and genuinely, emotionally inhabiting (as it were) his or her experience; that is, feeling their experience with them, for them.
I’d venture to say that a rather high percentage of the general population fails pretty badly at meeting this pretty classical criterion to be considered “empathic.” Of course, nothing is black and white: sometimes we find ourselves experiencing empathy in surprising circumstances, almost unaccountably; otherwise, sensing that empathy is clearly indicated in certain situations, we might find ourselves in suprisingly, uncomfortably short supplies of it?
And so the experience of pure empathy eludes many of us, perhaps even the majority of us, often”¦more often than we might even want to admit.
However, remorselessness is a whole different kettle of fish. A typical case involving a nonsociopath goes like this. One partner, a good communicator, says to her husband, “What you said to me last night in front of our company was humiliating. You have no idea, I’m guessing, how much that hurt me and pissed me off. If you ever do that again, I swear I may never forgive you.”
Her husband, if he’s really honest, might say, “You know what? I really don’t have any idea. I didn’t see, and still don’t, why what I said was that big a deal. I was trying to be funny. I didn’t think you’d take it so personally.”
This husband, we might say, lacks empathy. We don’t even need to know what he said that aroused his wife’s ire to surmise that, here, in this example, taken from a couples session I facilitated recently, he is demonstrating less than optimal empathy.
But he also added, sincerely, “I’m sorry. I am. I’m sorry I hurt you so much. I won’t do that again.”
His wife was only somewhat appeased by his apology because, while it expressed remorse, it didn’t reflect much, if any, empathy. And she wanted more than remorse. She wanted empathy.
I believe it is entirely possible, even common, to express remorse, sincerely, even in the absence of empathically appreciating the impact of the original behavior for which you are expressing the remorse. This is because, if you are not a sociopath, you can really feel bad for hurting someone even without quite understanding why what you did was so hurtful.
Now, in the example above, the partner chastised for his previous night’s insensitivity could have responded differently, reacting to his wife’s feedback with, “You know what? Too damned bad. So you felt hurt? Well”¦get over it.”
This would be a response not only lacking in empathy but also in remorse. As an isolated, occasionally defensive, hostile response, it wouldn’t necessarily suggest the presence of sociopathy; but as a patterned kind of remorseless reaction it may very well signal the presence of sociopathic tendencies.
In the vast majority of cases, the relatively non-empathic individual reacts with some form of true remorse upon learning he or she has been experienced as damaging, even if it comes as a real, confusing surprise to learn this. Again, the typical response might be along the lines of, “Really? I had no idea.” (reflecting defective empathy) “But I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you like that.” (reflecting remorse).
Where remorse is missing from acts that have been experienced as hurtful, we find ourselves in much more seriously disturbed territory. Sociopaths, of course, may feign remorse, although many times not. But feigned, shallow remorse—remorse that serves his self-interest, not yours—is worth less than no remorse.
A chronic theme of weak, or absent, remorse is thus much more indicative of the sociopathically oriented individual than the measure of his empathy. Oddly enough weak, or even sometimes missing, empathy, doesn’t necessarily preclude some form of meaningful connection with another (although it won’t be empathically-based).
But weak, or missing, remorse fatally does preclude such a connection, ensuring only the possibility of a damaging, exploitive experience.
(This article is copyrighted © 2011 by Steve Becker, LCSW. My use of male gender pronouns is for convenience’s sake only, not to suggest that females aren’t capable of the attitudes and behaiors discussed.)
yes LL, we both deserve a better life and peace and calm instead of stress and fear.
the way they rationalise their odd behaviours and brainwash us to believe that their reasoning makes sense, makes you sometimes think – could it be that what he did was OK, maybe I did not undertand it well, maybe his reasoning of it could make sense in which case I should not make a big deal and over-react for not getting adequate answers and his telling me to put things in a box to process them later etc etc.
in short, sometimes like many posters here may have also felt, I wonder – could there some sense in what he said – and in the end I may just land up making sense of the non-sense, knowing that it is nonsense, however the making sense of it – numbs me from the hurt he caused me and I can go ahead with the rosy times with him.
tell me if this makes any sense to you.
petite
yes skylar – I will be boring with him. most importantly now I have to focus on grieving my loss, overcome the pain of loss and the good times with him. see my above post to LL and do give your views.
petitie
Petite,
Sometimes I may sound almost clinical when I post here. I might sound like Quest sounds, always analyzing. Feeling grief is something I have always run away from and consequently did not experience some growth that I might have otherwise. I have come to learn that I need balance. Yes, analyzing helps, but allowing the emotions to be felt is the other side of growth. That is what I’ve learned here.
Having said that, I still analyze. It’s very helpful to me.
I use Internet Exporer browser and there is a Find function.
One day, I clicked on Edit, Find and then typed in “loss” on some of the love fraud blog pages. I think it is the most common word used by LF posters. There are 11 matches for “loss” on this page right now.
The pain you are trying to cope with is the pain of losing something. It is similar to losing someone to death. In fact, I was talking to a woman, Mrs. B, whose ex son-in-law was a spath and she said, “it would be better if he had died!” He took their historic family bible and wouldn’t give it back until they gave him $10,000. They paid, but I don’t know if he ever gave it back.
Loss is what the spath wants you to feel. He knows that it is agonizing. Your spath was really hoping to get his hooks in much much deeper. He knows you feel the loss of him, but he was really hoping to make you lose your self-esteem, your status, and your standing in the community.
Think about what is most important to you about yourself, Petite, and realize that this is what he was going to go after.
TTS posted above about her spath ripping her daddy’s bible. And I know that Mrs. B is a devout Catholic and that bible had all of the previous generations family names in it. Spaths ZERO in on what is important to you, they home in on your VALUES. That is what they want to destroy. It is your hook and they look for hooks. I HIDE MINE! in fact, I put out fake hooks all the time.
Petite, you are so lucky that you didn’t lose more than you did, but I know that you still grieve a loss, so I know that there is more hurt in you than just from losing him. Acknowledge that loss. Face it and let it teach you about you. One thing that has been most helpful to me is to learn so much about myself. It’s helpful for the obvious reasons, but it serves another function too: it helps remove the loss.
When I began feeling that I had gained more than I lost, that’s when the pain stopped. The spath made me lose 25 years, my money, my youth, sooooo much stuff. But I value what I learned even more. So now I don’t grieve for him at all. And I only grieve a little about the “stuff” I lost.
At this point, I’m grieving my childhood and my relationshit with my parents much more. It was because of the spath that I realized how rotten my parents have been. I idolized them, but they only envied me and wished evil on me, all while wearing a kind and pious look on their faces. Eventually I will get to the point where I feel I have gained more than the childhood that they stole from me. And then I’ll be fine.
So will you Petite. You have ALREADY used this experience to your advantage. You’ve gained so much already. You will be fine soon.
skylar,
what about we trying to make sense of the nonsense, the temptation to do so, to gain him back.
any help there for me.
petite
hi sky – my third thought on waking this am, was that i wanted to write you about how our analytical side can help nurture our emotional side, and how our emotional side can direct our analytical side.
not knowing how to parent your young emotional side, can be positively influenced by noting your (emotional) behavior and analyzing what would most help her. You are all over spaths as three year olds. Study child development and you will be able to put a structure in place to ‘raise’ your emotional self, and care for yourself. For example, we know that kids of a certain age will tantrum when they are over stimulated, tired or hungry – they just don’t have the awareness to know what they need to do to help themselves. As adults we know: feed ’em, put them to sleep, have them engage in some solitary activity to calm themselves.
Conversely, our emotional selves can inform our analytical side – they can deeply inform what we bother to analyze, what we bother to use our intellect for – ‘mind in service of the heart’ is often how people speak about this. As an adult it can give us strong guidance about the work that we are best suited to, who to connect with and what really ‘feels’ good to us – it helps us form and shape our lives, gives deep meaning to the why of our lives. But as people healing from abuse and trauma, our emotional side often leaks through in ways that feel ‘inappropriate’, and feels destructive or hindering us ‘being adults’. But that side of us is speaking to us, asking us to step up, and listen. To pay attention, and act on the things it needs to feel safe, grow and mature; it can guide us to health.
xo onejoy
One Joy,
that is so true, my BF would get into a rage and I would ask him, “are you hungry?” Then he would calmly say “yes, I think so.” He has never learned how to listen to his stomach tell him he’s hungry. This used to happen to me but in a different way, I would feel depressed until I realized it was low blood sugar. I just needed to eat.
So I totally get what you are talking about. But it’s much more complex than just hunger. There are fugue states and anxieties. fear of rejection too. All stuff that leaks out in strange ways.
yes, i just wanted to use a simple analogy, that most could relate to. since we are adults, and abused ones at that, it is much more complex – but we need to start as simply as necessary; to start wherever we are. i know that i am adult in some of my emotions – the parts that were raised or that i have raised. but in other areas i am still locked in at an age when trauma occurred.
I will never forget his first RAGE at me, it was brought on by too many beers. It was like a demon coming out of somebody else’s body, I was never so shocked and alarmed in my life..but he was the demon, the sweet guy was an act….I never recovered from that nite..I almost called 911.
Hi DW,
Beer rage might be related to blood sugar too. But most likely it’s just him testing you for “rage tolerance” since he’s a P. Your reaction let him know what you would tolerate. If you had kicked him out that night, the next day he would blame it on the beer and beg your forgiveness.
My spath did crazy stuff like that but he would set up his “out” beforehand. Like he would set it up to look like a joke, so he could watch your shock and gauge you, then laugh it off but still stay friends.
One joy,
It’s very sweet that I was your third thought this morning.
xxxooo
Petite,
I haven’t forgotten your question but will have to think on it. No quick answer.
I didnt kick him out that night but he slept in the barn. Wasnt low blood sugar, he was healthy as a horse and lived on peanut butter and rootbeer and cigs. Yes he blamed it on the beer the next day, with the tears and promise it woulkd never happen again. It was all about a mapquest search I had done to wichita Ks years before he moved in with me..he always measured me by his own yardstick…..