From time to time, Lovefraud receives email from people who identify themselves as sociopaths. Here’s one that came in recently:
I have read your website, and i am not impressed. You give the impression that all sociopaths are murderers and haters, incapable of loving, and should be thrown away as a tragedy to the human race. You do not mention the difference between a high-functioning sociopath and a low-functioning sociopath. I happen to be a high-functioning sociopath, and your website is all lies and misguided information, and whats worse, you gain money out of creating a stigma of us, and abusing the victims of certain relationships, which although do happen, aren’t generally what high functioning sociopaths are about. Who’s the one with no conscience? I would say you.
I have no emotion, i use logic to understand what is happening. I mimic emotions of others because i know that it is important to my survival that i display emotion or otherwise people become scared. Is that really so bad? Yes, perhaps i play mind games with people because i grow so bored, but that doesn’t really harm them does it? People get over it. I don’t go out murdering puppies and kittens, and laugh like a comic villain. I may have mistreated some animals, but never with the intent of doing so. I may have hurt some people, but they get over it. I’m the one who has to pay for their hurt, they threaten my survival when they retaliate. I flirt with people a lot, but so do a lot of people, not just sociopaths. I do have some emotion, even if it is limited. I can pretend to have an emotion to convince myself. I act simply to feel.
You ’empaths’ only have emotions so that you are scared of us, when all we are are bored, and confused harmless cheeky rascals. And to point out, adult sociopaths usually stop being sociopaths after the age of 30, so its not ‘incurable’ as soon as they become an adult. You try living in a world that is black and white, where any emotion has to be forced, and you have to copy others expression, and you’re always so very bored, because i am, so bored. You can’t blame us for needing some excitement, to survive we must have a way out of our boredom. You know nothing about what you say. We have a soul, we just can’t access it as easily as everyone else.
Born with the genes
The person who wrote this letter, I was able to determine, is an attractive young woman. I’ll ignore her mischaracterizations of Lovefraud—we are obviously well aware that sociopaths are not all murderers, because most of us were involved with sociopaths who didn’t kill anyone. Beyond that, her letter provides a good insight into the reality of sociopaths, with all their rationalizations and excuses.
Even so, I do feel sorry for them.
Sociopathy is highly genetic, and no sociopaths asked to be born they way they are. No sociopaths asked for manipulative parents or uncaring home environments that pushed them further along the path towards disorder. That’s the hand they were dealt, and it’s truly sad.
Even sadder is the fact that they don’t know it’s sad. It’s like someone born blind, who doesn’t comprehend vision. Or someone born deaf, who can’t understand what music may be. They were born with a limited or nonexistent ability to love, and whatever love they did have was probably snuffed out by their own disordered parents. Instead, they have an overactive appetite for power and control.
Like this young woman, sociopaths are aware that they are different. But most of them don’t care. In fact, they take pride in their ability to exercise power, and look down on the rest of us. We are merely marks to be exploited.
Lessen the disorder
This young woman also said that people stop being sociopaths at the age of 30. There is no scientific evidence that sociopathy can be cured. The best we can usually hope for is that sociopaths will decide to comply with the mores of society, if only because it’s in their own self-interest. They do have the power to decide that following the rules is more convenient and causes them less aggravation than violating them.
Can sociopaths actually lessen their disorder? Dr. Liane Leedom is hopeful, although she recognizes that it is extremely difficult. The fact is that many brain characteristics and functions contribute to sociopathy, and the human brain is not static. Beliefs and behaviors can cause chemical and structural changes in the brain. So if sociopaths were really committed to changing their ideas, and engaged in activities that fostered empathy, their brain structures could change. An individual willing to attempt this would probably have a lesser degree of disorder to begin with, so maybe he or she would already have seeds of caring buried within, seeds that could grow into a degree of empathy.
Inaccessible soul
I was struck by the last sentence of the letter:
We have a soul, we just can’t access it as easily as everyone else.
I actually think that the young woman is right about this. The souls of sociopaths are buried under so much negativity—anger, hatred, aggression, coldness, envy and the desire for power—that the souls can’t be felt.
I don’t think those of us who have been damaged by sociopaths should attempt to help them. Our first duty is to ourselves, to our own health and recovery. But I believe that we’re all connected, and maybe in whatever communication we may have with a higher power, we can pray for them. It might take a long time, but maybe it will do some good.
Even if we don’t see any improvement in particular individuals, praying will help ourselves. Bitterness only prolongs our own misery and harms our own health. Perhaps offering prayers, from a safe distance, will make a difference all the way around.
Zimsoomit,
I have to agree with Skylar, they will go after anything and anyone with a pulse. They just want to manipulate and do evil, it’s how they get off. Whatever started their sickness, it’s so deep it will never heal.
If you ran into your ex spath today, he would probably be into some even weirder s***. When he’s an eighty year old man he will just be a gross, ugly, used up old man. I don’t really know what spaths are like once their really old, would be interesting to observe them from afar, for like a minute, then it would get boring.
Hope4, they are just like a disgusting OLD piece of carp—no dignity, nothing of any importance. Just …ah well, you get the idea.
Add to my own “Letter From A Sociopath” [AGAIN, I put myself inside his mind..imagining what he would say/think..]: “I liked to pretend to my girlfriend and others, ..even my own mother..that my Daddy neglected me..wasn’t around, when REALLY I admired my father for his wayward ways, and actually HATED my mother for ignoring or overlooking that my gay male cousin had oral sex with me, when I was age 12 and my cousin was around age 15. I told my girlfriend that my father chased one of my girlfriends around a table. I told her that my father asked me one time, how one of my girlfriends was in the sack. After I called it quits with my years-long girlfriend, I told her, like the BULLY I am, that my niece told me that my own father came into her bedroom at night, to molest her. Gee..why didn’t I tell my girlfriend this in the BEGINNING of our relationship, so she could STEER CLEAR of me? I guess that’s because I WANT TO PUNISH ALL WOMEN..WANT TO PUNISH THEM, to SUBSTITUTE them for MY MOTHER who FAILED to look after me and protect me, when all these things happened to me as a minor. Maybe my own dad beat me or had sex with me, but I’m not gonna tell my girlfriend or wife that. Oh no..gotta protect my NASTY FAMILY SECRETS”
Add to my own “Letter From A Sociopath” [AGAIN, I put myself inside his mind..imagining what he would say/think..]: “You see.. I’m a lot like Billy Joe McAlister in that song..about someone jumping off the Talahachee Bridge. Probably, I should have jumped off a bridge long ago and spared all the people whose lives I destroyed. Instead, I hope that THEY jump off the bridge, instead of me, and want EVERYONE to feel sorry for me..”
I recall, when I was much younger..in my twenties..I consented to one date with this VERY HANSOME male, tall, thin, blue eyes, English looking, he loved the poetry of Dylan Thomas..was in my high school. He had dated, long term, this very beautiful blonde female, though, my friends and I though she was spoiled, and subsequently thought the reason he broke it off with her was because of that. But we also heard from her that he had had sex with his own sister. None of us knew if or not it was true.
Well..I had ONE date with this guy, thinking, “I’ll give him the benefit of the doubt”..but that rumor about incest with his sister STUCK IN MY MIND, the whole time.
Yes. He was POETIC. Yes. He was ROMANTIC.. on our first and only date, he produced strawberries for us both to eat. But the RUMOR kept nagging at me..what I had heard from others, about he and his sister..the INCEST STORY. So, I let on to him what I had heard..asked him, more or less, if the rumor was true..told him that I was willing to give him the benefit of the doubt that possibly others had tried to make him appear as an ass. We never had another date after that.
Oh yes..you can bet that my life-long high school friends KNOW this story.
I do not APOLOGIZE for “investigating” a male’s character, before I get in any deeper. I only wish I had done so with my ex, the SPATH!
Zim
Zim:
Good for you for asking him!!
I have a photo of me, from the mid 1990’s, of me performing at Borders Books & Music, in the first jazz combo I formed (my ex did not form this group..I FORMED IT!) A friend of mine, when I was around age 17 or 18, whose hobby was photography, he took some excellent photos of me, back then. Later he shot photos of me at Borders. I see now, in one of the photos, that my friend shot, my ex (SPATH) laughing, with the other jazz guitarist (in the first combo I formed), behind me (same jazz guitarist later left his wife and two children for a MARRIED WOMAN with children..see the pattern, ladies?) Now I wonder what those male musicians were laughing about. Wouldn’t you wonder about that, too?
My ex (spath, I allege) was so smug, to say that “pictures are only pictures”..yet..pictures DO tell a THOUSAND WORDS..I am open to what you think about this topic, my LF friends..
Zim
Zim
Zim,
my ex-spath has a spathy friend, H, who lives in a shack down by the river. He is an airplane mechanic. Often times, when ex-spath was working on my car and I knew he wasn’t fixing it, but only appeasing me with a band-aid on the problem, H would be snickering. It was so obvious. Some spaths are good at faking and others are just obvious. I call the obvious ones: failed spaths. They are really more like narcissists because they can’t hide their evil. But they are like spaths because they try to be. So it’s a person who is in between.
I can’t believe that letter was for real!
Sociopaths are slicker than that, and they don’t know they are sociopaths. They think they are perfect it is just something wrong with you.
But, what do I know. This may be an more honest type.
One willing to put it in the face and declare that they hurt animals. Really put it out there. I wonder if we are being duped.
Dear Zim,
Well, Lord Byron was the very archetype of “ROMANTIC” and “POETIC,” and yet that didn’t prevent him from doing his sister Augusta for half a decade or so! (She was his one true love, apparently.) For that matter, even if the legends are only 25% true, then it’s safe to assume that Byron pretty much screwed anything with two legs – and possibly a few things with four!
Speaking of which, Sky, what in the hell is up with your spath’s interest in shagging horses?!!! I love how you just “matter of factly” throw this stuff out there! Haha, and how does such a subject manage to come up in everyday converstaion? “You know, Skylar, you look really great in that new summer dress – and don’t take any offence to this sweetie – but today I’m thinking I might just have to go and bang a horse instead!”
Yeah, Sky, that’s probably another thing we need to add to the RED FLAG LIST!