When I think sociopath, I think this: as a pattern, he is willing, with awareness (hence, with intellect intact) to hurt people, or leave them feeling violated, in order to pursue hisĀ gratifications and interests which, for him, are always more important than the pain his pursuit of them inflicts on others.
Malice (as I’ve written about elsewhere) may or may not be a motive or factor. It’s true that for some sociopaths the gratifications they seek are predatory-based; for these sociopaths, the process of exploiting others becomes central in their violating behavior.
But this isn’t true for all sociopaths, many of whom are not driven, primarily, by a malicious or sadistic agenda.Ā
For many, if not all, sociopaths, the core motive driving their behavior is to satisfy a present impulse, desire, or felt need. But the problem with sociopathsāand surely one of their distinguishing, defining qualitiesāis the alarming indifference they bring to the collatoral damage they cause others, about which, at least intellectually, they have awareness.
This speaks, of course, to the sociopath’s deficient empathy and tendency to callousness. But again, the deficient empathy by itself isn’t so telling; more telling are the empathic deficits in connection with the pattern, and the sociopath’s intellectual comprehension, of his grossly violating behaviors.Ā
I stress that it is this confluence of the sociopath’s intellectual awareness of the damageĀ his pattern of violating behaviors causes others, coupled with his striking emotional indifference to his damage-causing behaviors, that seems to announce we are dealing with a peculiar personality called āsociopathic.ā
For the sociopath, interpersonal commitments can be maintained so long as they don’t interfere with the pursuit of his targeted present gratifications, or relief. But just as soon as the sociopath perceives a commitment or agreement to interfere with his present agenda, it becomes, for him, effectively null and void. The previous commitment and agreement are now utterly discardable and meaningless.
Whereas the nonsociopath would feel some shame, some uneasiness, to suddenly, unilaterally blow-off, and render nonbinding, a commitment he made to someone else, the sociopath feels relatively untroubled doing so. Why?
One reason is this: Whatever, in the sociopath’s mind, emerges as interfering with his present, immediate interest(s)ābe it previously accepted obligations, commitments, responsibilities, and, yes, relationshipsāthese become experienced, for the sociopath, as presently obstructive, and thereby antogonistic to his current agenda.
Therefore, he now feels the right, in effect, to protect himself against the assault of intrusions and unwelcome constraints to his agenda, whatever their source. He protects himself (and his interests) by, metaphorically, flipping his middle finger at these unwelcome disturbances to the pursuit of his immediate interests.
The sociopath feels entitled to do this! In his mind, things, or you, have gotten in his way. This makes him, in a sense, the victim, and you, or whatever now obstructs his agenda, his victimizer.
Yes, this is an extremely narcissistic position, and yes, the sociopath embodies narcissism in its most virulent form.
Let’s look at an arbitrary example: If you were to ask a sociopath, āHow could you have just, blatantly, without shame, left your āĖdate’ waiting at that restaurant, where you arranged to meet at 8 pm, and never showed up, and never even called to say you weren’t showing up,?ā here are some things he might say, versus what he might have really been thinking:
He might say, āYou are right. That was inexcusable. I should not have done that.ā (Reflecting his intellectual awareness of the social inappropriateness of his behavior.)
But he might be thinking, āI left her there because I had a chance to go out with that cashier I’d been scouting at the CVS for the last couple weeks; and I sure as hell wasn’t gonna let that opportunity pass. I wasn’t gonna let her (my date) stand in the way of my pursuing a better, more exciting opportunity.ā
Or, he might say, āYeah, I should have at least called. That would have been right.ā. (Reflecting his intact intellect)
But he might be thinking, āCalling her would have taken time out of my life at that moment, when I was concentrating on my present priority, which was to impress and seduce this cashier. I did not want to be hindered in my present agenda. I should never have to be hindered in my agenda, and anything, or anyone, that hinders me by introducing inconvenient expectations of me is obstructing me and antagonizing me. So if she was pissed off and hurt that I blew her off, too bad. She became a nuisance.ā
When the sociopath feels the need to rationalizeāand he is so narcissistic that he may not even feel the need to do soāthis is the kind of rationalizing he does. His present needs are always preeminent, and he feels little, if ever any, conflict about this. He is comfortable making, experiencing, his present needs as preeminent regardless of what this means to the needs, and expectations, of others around him.
In a split second he is willing, if necessary for his own, latest chance at gratification, to devalue and ignore his obligations to others.Ā And he does this from the sense that this is his most basic privilege; it makes absolute, comfortable sense to him.Ā Ā
(This article is copyrighted (c) 2010 by Steve Becker, LCSW. My use of male gender pronouns is for convenience’s sake and not to suggest that females aren’t capable of the behaviors and attitudes discussed.)
Hello Iwonder. Welcome back! And I am so glad you found your inner peace and could just shrug off the bug. š
If you want you can ask Donna for my email and maybe I can be of some help for your start in Switzerland? It would be a great honor for me. ( although you must NOT exspect me to ride ever on the bike, me being a sissy specially after having worked in the trauma-ER of a hospital along a in”famous” alpine bike road). But for the aficionados it must be heavenly doing all these curves. But it will be next summer I am afraid as we have already snow in the higher valleys.
Hello Psyche. Very nice to see you again! How are you doing? I was thinking about you lately and how you might be doing (in my fantasy you were a famous scientist by now) Have you finally written the “damn paper” š ?
Libelle!
Very nice to see you again, too! I’ve been wondering how your new job has been going. Are you happy in your new situation?
I’m upset to say no, I didn’t finish the paper. I travelled all the way to Switzerland, actually, to consult with another scientist this August, because I thought he would lend useful expertise. He’s decided to help just enough to allow him to play games with the project (he’s turned out to be an incredible chauvanist, and a little worse), so I’ve had to cut him off, and work on the paper completely on my own. I think it will be for the best, in the end, and I think I can live without anymore help from others, but truly, I’m scared and blocked, and I sort of just limp along, making some progress, but not enough to calm my nerves. So far, my competitors have not published, which helps.
Anyway, tell me how you are, I’ve been imagining that you’ve found a workplace that’s just right for you, and that being in a new home has given you a fresh new beginning.
xo, Psyche
Libelle. That’s so nice. I’ll only be in Switzeland for a week though. Going to Basel for work.
Henry, you certainly aren’t boring. You should be glad evil doesn’t still haunt you like my ex does.
Skylar, thanks for the kind words. Yeah, the parasite will eventually find a new host. When I last saw him I thought, “ewe,” that was the guy I used to kiss and think I loved??” “What the hell was I thinking???” LOL! It took me almost 2 years to recover fully for the sociopath experience. He is the most evil abusive person I know.
I Managed to have a short term relationship after that but still wasn’t right when I met him so it did not last. But, we are still friends and I appreciate his friendship. He’s got a motorcycle and we’re riding together this weekend. I feel no pressure about being in a relationship. It’s nice just to spend time out on the road and enjoy the day.
I reread the posts to me. I think what was bothering me was line from the Wizard of Oz. We are measured by how much we are loved. I guess I took that to heart and measured myself by the amount of friends I have.
If I die tomorrow I will have one car tailing behind my hearse zig zagging cause it’s trying to pass it. Jim will have 50 cars behind his.
I shouldn’t have put too much stock in movie logic. Cause even Ali McGraw said her famous line from Lovestory was nothing but nonsense. Look at how it took on a new meaning. Look at how that decade said it’s ok to be an asshole and not say your sorry. Look at how it said it’s ok to be an asshole.
Look at the dyfunction of the decades. It always pointed a finger.
Then the blame landed on women.
The only smart woman is a bitch who will kick the man’s ass if he gets out of line.
Dear Iwonder. Better a week than no Switzerland at all š ! I hope you will have a pleasant week with lots of success. If you are into the arts, there is the famous Beyeler museum that has a good exhibition (have not seen it, but will surely go there when I have a day off) Have fun!
Dear Psyche. Indeed, my life goes on quite well. I have a beautiful flat, and the job I started 2nd of August is just fine. Obviously they had a hard time finding someone qualified for the job, being a small rural facility off the big centers, and EVERYBODY (staff, patients, GPs) seemed very glad to have me, something completely new to me; it took me some time to really appreciate it and not thinking “where is the hidden bummer?” My colleague with whom I work (the team: just we two) is very competent, nice, open, but also a “work horse”. She has worked with all of my former “colleagues” and knows their modus operandi very well, the mobbing and bullying, she got also some repercussions from my former boss, and she has also worked for famous narcissists. We just compared notes right at the beginning, and we were on the same page. Very relieving!
We are reorganizing and building the new department, which is as fascinating as it is tedious. Having learned from old experiences, I am kind of cautious and observant, and I see also MY part in the whole, and try not to repeat the old pattern (yes there is also MY pattern!) So far it is jolly good, I dare say.
How is your life going on, besides the Swiss jerk? ( Iwonder, beware! They are EVERYWHERE!!) I keep my fingers crossed that your @ĆĀ°ĆĀ§ĆĀ¬ĆĀ¦ĆĀ“ĆĀ£ĆĀ – paper will see the light before New Year!
XXX Libelle
Libelle,
I am SO happy to hear that your new situation is as good as it is. For me, it would make a world of difference just to be around people who understood what narcissism and the patterned behavior is. It’s so isolating otherwise (my non-narcissist/spath colleagues often contribute to the abuse directed at me, mostly unwittingly). And to feel wanted and appreciated. . . that is invaluable.
When I was in Switz this summer, I got to take a realllllly nice side-trip to a somewhat rural area (in a place where Romansch is spoken), and it was heaven. Herr Prof. Dr. Jerk (the game player that I had met the week before) faded in importance rather quickly. (They ARE everywhere, and I know just how to attract them, apparently. ) Anyway, my main point is that rural Switzerland seemed like shangri-la, it was simultaneously civilized and rustic, pure and rugged. Just great.
Please ask Donna for my email address if you’d like to keep in touch. I’m finding out that my Spath work colleague found a way to read what I work on on one of my computers, so I am going to keep a low profile for a while, until I figure out how to better protect myself. I’d love to keep in touch by email. In any case, hearing your story is such a bright spot in my day, and it gives me hope. Thank you!
xo, Psyche
jeannie This morning I read your comment about the hearse and one car behind it trying to pass – I have chuckled about that today..I hope your not living your life to accumalate friends and car’s..it seems to be a common thread here at lovefraud, low self esteem that is…if I have figured out one thing in my life it is to love myself first and be myself and I mite have 2 cars behind my hearse – but they will be filled with people who loved me for who I am..i hope.
Dear Henry,
You know the old saying about “no one takes a U-haul to the funeral home” with all their “stuff” in it…I passed by a funeral home the other day and there was a car in the parking lot with…yep, a U-haul BEHIND IT!!!. LOL
I am sure that when my egg donor passes away there will be 200+ cars in the caravan—but not one of them will be anyone who REALLY knows her. My sons and I will not be in that caravan.
You know that is a funny statement about the car behind the hearse trying to pass.
Where I live on the back roads, people still pull over and let a hearse and the caravan of cars behind it pass by.
There was a time when I CARED about a memorial service after I am gone, but I’m at a point now that I could care less if I even have one.
I spent today out in the barn on the second story going through boxes of “stuff” and tossing it out, picking out a FEW items to send to my husband’s kids that I thought they might like…but most of it getting it put together to burn when the fire ban is lifted. This is the second day I’ve been out there sorting through stuff to get rid of, give away, dump or burn and it is a sort of cleansing I guess.
I had so many “keepsakes” (yea, I’m an old sentimental romantic old lady) but for some reason they’ve lost their meaning now and I’m able to dump them or get rid of them without any sadness or problem. THINGS just mean LESS AND LESS to me now. So only keeping the things that ARE useful in the foreseeable future, and loading up the rest of the stuff to go OUT…got a lot more stuff to tackle but I have the peace and contentment to realize that this STUFF is not anything of which memories are made…and I can let it go.
“Storage is where you keep stuff for 10 years before you throw it away” and that’s a true statement. I’m ready to let it go. The more you have the more you have to take care of and the more energy it uses. I’m turning it all lose, along with the past. Why leave it for someone else to throw away. It is sort of cleansing I think too.
oxy – towanda! that’s huge movement in every sense of the word.