When I was a med student, I studied animal models for human stress and depression. The best animal model of what a psychopath does to others is that of the rodent resident-intruder paradigm. In this model, males are introduced into the home territory of other males, they experience social defeat and are removed before they are injured. Repeated exposure to this situation produces a defeated animal who is chronically submissive and gives up without a fight whenever he encounters other males. Below is the posture of a defeated mouse.
The physiology of this defeated rodent resembles human depression very closely. The defeat state can be reversed with antidepressants. Defeat is associated with elevated stress hormones, immune dysfunction and learned helplessness.
I think it is important to know that the potential to develop the defeat mentality exists within us. In humans this mentality takes on a more sophisticated form. When defeated many people become enveloped by what I call “the victim identity.”
Identity or self concept means how you think about yourself and how you think others perceive you. Identity and self concept always includes some component of how dominant or socially potent we consider ourselves to be. Social status is another related part of the self concept.
An encounter with a sociopath/psychopath often leaves a person defeated in every sphere of life. The status, reputation, career, finances that took a lifetime to build vanish. The victim is left in limbo, not knowing how to put the pieces together.
It is in this limbo that the victim identity develops. A person who used to be financially well off and productive having lost everything now adjusts to that loss by defining him/herself as “victim”. This victim identity is further supported by the constant pain and anxiety the person feels. Why do I hurt? Why have I lost? Why am I defeated? I experience all these things because I am a victim.
The minute I say, “I am a victim.” That word victim becomes part of my self definition. There is a certain comfort in the victim identity. It helps a person explain and cope with their external reality and internal symptoms.
The danger in the victim identity is that it will come to be the totality of a person’s self-definition. Once this happens, the victim stops living, and is like the defeated mouse, assuming the posture at every challenge.
I challenge you today to consider the place your identity as a victim has in terms of your total self-definition. Is the trauma the first thing you think of when you think of yourself? Are you being fair to yourself when you identify with your victim status? Perhaps you have a good deal more living to do than your victim identity will allow?
It is important to be whole. That means the part of you who is/was a victim gets integrated with the other parts. “Victim” has to become just a piece of the puzzle that is you.
I confess that I am aware of my victim identity most in the company I choose to keep. I feel most comfortable relating to other people who understand psychopaths and what they do. If that also describes you realize that is a sign of victim identity. It is important to acknowledge these tendencies and balance them by having friends who are not victims or family members of psychopaths/sociopaths.
It is especially important to spend time with functional families/couples who love and care for each other.
Try never to take pride in your status as a victim or use it as an excuse for dysfunction. If you experience symptoms of PTSD, that is a challenge to overcome not a curse you are condemned to live with.
Ask yourself today if you really want to be like that poor defeated mouse.
For another opinion and further discussion of the victim identity see The Line between Victims and Abusers (although I do not agree with all Dr. Stosny says here).
when i think about the spath i tangled with showing up – there is always pepper spray in my right hand and my machete in my left.
the very same one, that one of her sockpuppets threatened to cut me with.
Yah, right, how can ephemera hold matter!
think my neighbour would bonk her with a trash can lid too.
WIT – fooood, not boooze. have no stomach for booze. sigh.
I haven’t used some of this in a long time, but i was going through some women for sobriety stuff tonight (trying to file that mess of papers on my desk) and was going to pitch it, but i think it is worth a look again.
goodnight. 🙂
HENRY – given the pee damage that three weiner dogs can do, I’d be shakin’ in my boots.
Henry,
I like the pit bull idea…But you can’t trade in your 3 weiner dogs….
My dog, ever since he hurt his back is so spoiled. Right now he is sleeping on my couch. He isn’t allowed on the couch but when he was hurt I babied him so much and he is still milking it for all it is worth. And he is fine now but he doesn’t like the hardwood floors to sleep on? Go figure?
EILEEN – Thanks for the support, and ANY time you want to poke fun at spaths, I’ve your girl!
pointy words or stix; makes no difference to me.
🙂
KATHLEEN –
WOW! Control all>copy>print
best,
one step
Wit Just let him have the couch, you can buy a new one some day. One time my N mother came to my house and said she would buy me some new cushions for my lawn chairs if I would not let the dogs get on them. I said No thanks I dont want cushions my dogs cant get on.
Back to the pitt bulls I have thots of s-ex up a tree with three pitt bulls sitting there licking their chops. I would get my vidio camera and send you all a copy…..sometimes I crack myself up….oh well…
Henry,
I do Henry….He now has control of the couch. He even let me sit there with him yesterday..LOL. When he first started to do this if I gave him a “look” he would get off the couch. Then after awile that didn’t work but if I went to sit on the couch he would get down and go lay on his soft chair. Yesterday we just all sat on there together. My 2 dogs and me watching TV. Mind you this isn’t a full sized couch it is love seat sized.
Good thing I don’t have a boyfriend. He would have no place to sit….Well, unless he wanted to sit in the dogs soft chair. Ha, 🙂
Dear Wit,
AFter years of saying (and meanign it) no more dogs in the house, I adopted this Jack Russell from a friend who had to rehome it so she could move and hide from her P x husband, couldn’t afford to take care of the dog. he is a love, but very needy, so sleeps with me…under the covers in the winter, and on a little bed of his on top of the cvoers in the warmer months.
The cat of mine we had to bring in the house to protect her from C’s Psychopathic Now-outside cats is now the queen of the house and want to sleep on the bed with me as well, but they then start to play at night (theya re now great wrestlilng palls and we have feline/canine WWW all over the house as well as foot and hurdle races, but I keep her out of bedroom at night (she thinks that is a GREAT injustice!) the dog gloats!
Yea, they run our lives, but you know, I’d rather have a narcissistic cat or dog than a narcissistic person any day, with the cat or dog at least, if they get too pushy or entitled you can always pick it up and put it in another room (outside’s no more an option for the cat) I do give her some slack though since she had cat-PTSD from being persecuted by the 3X bigger cats (two of them) and actually fled for her life! She really was HYPER-ALERT for a long time until she came in the house TO STAY. Even afraid to eat without looking around every other bite even with us standing there protecting her while she ate. Now she is a butter ball and eats when she wants to witout the hyper-vigilence. She loves to play and wrestle with the dog and they play rough but not mean and no one gets hurt or mad, so the dog has a playmate which he needed and she has someone to trust and play with. I hope that all of us overcome the PTSD as well as the cat seems to have! (but not that we get as narcissistic and entitled as she seems to think she is now! LOL)
Oh the weather out side is frightful. Woke up to ice and snow. Gonna bake cookies and wallpaper my bathroom. And keep you all company. WIT I let my weiner dogs sleep with me but ifn santa is hot and sexy when come to vist later today I will kick they little butts out of bed in newyork minute……just call me HO HO HO…..