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Gary Cundiff is a marriage and family therapist based in San Diego, California
Through deception and mirroring, the sociopath exerts control
By Gary Cundiff, MFT
Gary Cundiff profile in the Lovefraud Professional Resources Guide
Having fallen victim to the very thing I had dedicated my life to protecting others from is my reason for writing. To warn others and feasibly aid some. The inevitable harm from interacting with a sociopath is definitive. For some, years have been spent recovering.
I am a mental health professional with years of experience and education, and yet I still was deceived. This encounter came close to ending my career, my life, my friendships and my marriage. However, God has been faithful in his grace, love and protection. The duration of the encounter was less than a year, from first attack to conclusion. Yet even very limited exposure to the pathological can cause serious damage. I hope to relate what I have learned regarding the sociopath’s and Satan’s schemes and to expose their mode of operation.
Why do some and not others fall prey to these predatory beings? My study of psychology led to a belief that sociopathy and other character disorders were developed primarily from childhood abuse and maltreatment. I do not intend to prove or disprove this theory. My intent is to describe my experience with evil, and how it functioned and found access to my life, the damage it did, and the effort it takes to repair.
Five phases
The sociopathic relationship involves five phases: Deception, dread, dependency, degradation, and discard. These steps might not encompass all the complex dynamics in the pathological encounter, but they serve as a basis for the victim.
The sociopath selects a target based on the victim’s best and most admirable qualities, with an explicit intent to exploit. Understanding that it was my best attributes that left me vulnerable helped enormously in the healing process.
If someone should judge you, you will know it. If someone tempts, criticizes or verbally attacks you, you will know it. But if someone deceives you, you will not know it, because the very nature of deception is to conceal. Many myths and stigmas are attached to being victimized, such as weakness, naïvete, mental dullness, or rebellion. These axioms are not, however, consistent with the census.
Targeting the best qualities
My personal experience in client/therapist relationships with hundreds of victims of the pathological encounters, over a course of 25 years, has shown me that the very qualities that made them vulnerable are the very qualities commonly held with the highest regard. The common characteristics of the victims I have known include: trust, compassion, forgiveness and generosity—the very attributes that Satan hates—making them natural targets for the sociopathic predator. People fall victim to the deceiver not because of weakness, but as a result of their strengths. Compassion is not a weakness; it is strength. The desire to love and to be loved is a natural human drive.
Whatever the precursors of victimization, the damage inflicted is the fault and responsibility of the one doing the deceiving and plundering.
Everyone becomes vulnerable at some moment in life, possibly as a result of sustained losses, or some crisis. There are many scenarios that may lead to vulnerability. Sociopaths do not discriminate regarding their prey: young, old, race, gender, rich or poor, with one possible exception—the hard-hearted, who are much less likely to show compassion or trust. There is no universal profile of a typical victim. There is only one distinction: the more sensitive and conscientious the victim is, the higher the probability of success. The abuser is always at fault; no one chooses to be harmed.
Exerting control
Sociopaths know if they can get you to accept a single lie, they then can exert some measure of control over you. No one lies better than the sociopaths. There was nothing about Satan’s approach that caused Eve to be suspicious or be seriously alarmed. His approach seemed innocuous, “Let’s have a conversation. I am spiritual too. I am like you.” Satan seldom comes as a dark angel. He doesn’t show up as a coiled snake. Temptation is never ugly, painful or bloody. He may very well come and say, “Let’s have a religious discussion, let’s talk theology. I know God too.”
Everything about the sociopath invites us in, says join me—the voice tone, smile, hypnotic stare—making them the most dangerous predator of all. All the posturing is done to create a false belief of interest and concern. The more pathological, the more rapid and intense the bonding.
Building the disguise
The disguise begins with studying you: your values, interests, beliefs, vision, goals, concerns, and any other information they can glean. From the trivial to the most significant, all is stored away for future use—testing and noting what pushes your buttons, what moves or excites you. Sociopaths are ardent students of human behavior, having spent much of their lives investigating the difference between themselves and the rest of the population.
Using each piece of information, they create the disguise—a mask carefully constructed to look like their prospective target. Flawlessly, they weave a canvas picture of their mark, a tapestry precisely reflecting the brightest, most honorable aspects of your personality, sewing in the most desirable and wanted details, literally stealing your persona, mirroring this image back, without the defects of character, flaws and shortcomings.
The pathological relationship is a one-dimensional interaction. You fall in love with yourself as presented by this reflecting object. The attraction is irresistible. People are attracted to those who are similar to themselves. By transforming themselves into a reflection of their prospective prey, the sociopath becomes the most alluring figure imaginable, and the propensity to trust that person becomes compelling, promising to meet whatever need or want may exist: friend, advisor, mentor, brother, mother, father. This personification is deception at its most radical level. It is interesting to remember that Eve was deceived before she ever sinned.
Empty shells
Sociopathy is one of the most extreme of the pathological disorders. They are empty shells, possessing nothing of value, no guiding principles, no shame, and no righteous principles. Therefore, this emulation of others for sustained periods of time is effortless: no conflict with their own beliefs or interests. They haven’t any, apart from their ruthless, selfish desire for domination.
This one-dimensional mirroring blurs and confuses the boundaries. You lose touch with where you end and where they should begin, creating an enmeshment that quickly suppresses any sign of personal autonomy. However, it is nothing more than an illusion. You experience a sense of oneness like none other. At the emotional center of this connection is intensity never felt before, making the appeal and apprehension addictive. My sociopath bragged of the capacity to leave people feeling extremely loved, describing her energy as a warm blanket of water flowing around them embracing and holding, while locating deep wounds and hurts for future reference, having a clear awareness of what she was doing.
Behind the mirage
The sociopath uses deliberate and premeditated deception. Since Satan himself appears as an angel of light, is it any less imaginable that his emissaries who serve him would be capable of resembling their master? Imitation is the purest form of flattery and the sociopath is an expert. The effects are intoxicating, like finding an oasis in a dry land—the nurturing and understanding you have longed for. You wish to believe, you succumb, and you give in. What could be more seductive than having all of your best attributes reflected back and praised?
But what exists behind this illusion is a savage, a brute beast, the incubus. They hide behind the mirage, assessing and evaluating your every weakness and strength. The sociopath who possesses the blackest heart may appear to be a person of eminent goodness, but one never bothered by shame, full of greed and deceit.
Jeremiah 6:15 refers to God’s punishment of such people. “They dress the wounds of people as though it were not serious. Peace, peace they say when there is no peace. Are they ashamed of their loathsome conduct? No, they have no shame at all: they do not even know how to blush. So they will fall among the fallen. They will be brought down when I punish them, says the Lord.” This passage is self-explanatory.
Skylar: It most likely was your INTUITION trying to tell you something was wrong. Intuition is severely underrated. Your body could feel it. Besides, that story is just creepy! I think he liked feeling you squirm. Like a kid playing with a worm or something. 🙁
Ana: Hello! Nice to meet you too! *high fives* Sorry about your false friend. How did you finally notice her? I only make a few faces. Put a : and P together to make the tongue face. That face alone saves the world! I wish I had a list of smileys.
I mostly make this face! ^_^ It’s obvious how to make it and funny! Does it not tempt you to dance?
Near-thanks and I can tell you why she was so scared. I don’t usually like to talk about this much but I’m gonna tell you about it. Back in I guess March, maybe a month after I was fired, I was panicking and freaking out-as usual. I will start out by saying that since I am trying be a cop, I have firearms in my house. She is afraid of guns because she had told me a long time ago that she had two friends that killed themselves. She said she was really scared with me feeling upset about me having them in the house and she wanted me to put them in a safe deposit box or something. I assured her that it was fine.
Then one horrible Friday in March when I was more down than I ever have been in years and terrified for my future, I started thinking about gunshot wounds. I am a trauma nurse and I was thinking all day about how many shots I could put in my chest before I passed out. I couldn’t stop thinking about it and it kept getting worse. It scared the shit out of me. My only option was to call a cop friend of mine or call her. I knew if I told the cop she would have me hauled off to the ER and put on a hold and that will kill my career-nursing and law enforcement.
I got to the point where I was afraid to go to sleep. I didn’t want to get her involved in it but my fear was too much. I knocked on her door and gave her my entire box of ammo-everything that was in the gun so I wouldn’t have it. I knew she wouldn’t take the gun, so that was the next best solution. She pulled me in the house and asked if I was sure I didn’t have anymore in my house. I promised I didn’t and she started crying. We sat for awhile and talked and she told me that she wasn’t giving it back to me until she felt ready to give it back. The next day she babysat me all day and wouldn’t let me leave her side. I could tell that she was really freaked out all day. She was trying to be supportive but she was totally stressed out over it. By the end of the night she was irritated by being stressed out and neither one of us wanted to be around each other any more at that point.
We barely spoke to each other for several weeks and she always seemed stressed around me. She wanted to be around me but it was hard so she kept pulling me toward her and then pushing me away-until we were able to talk again and I got her to give my ammo back. I apologized to her again, and of course I made her cry again by doing so. I felt bad about putting so much on her but she said it was worth all the stress instead of losing me.
It was a TON of drama between us and for awhile I considered her to be spathy until we started to communicate better and on a deeper level. I know she really does care about me. She doesn’t open up to a lot of people but she enjoys being with me and I definitely enjoy being with her.
So THAT is the whole long story!
Lizzy: Oh wow, thanks for sharing this with me! Your friend sounds very cautious, but it is understandable. She has been hurt in the past.
I don’t know what to say about the gunshot wounds idea. That is very scary and shocking! 🙁 Are you sure your better now?Maybe being a trauma nurse was too stressful. This story has left me grasping for words. You have been through so much. I’m glad you got some control over all this.
She didn’t sound spathy to me at all. Are you attracted to her? She was willing to stick with you when most friends would have walked away. Remember, if you become too paranoid you might start seeing spaths eveywhere! It’ll end up like that movie “They Live” where you’ll see grey and sociopaths all the time.
Thank you for sharing this, even though I could barely say anything to help you! 🙁
Near,
LOL :p did it work??
You seem like such a cutie patoootie!
I’m glad you’re here, you cheer me up.
God know’s you’ve had your share of troubles…
Skylar,
Go to the “woman” cave and rest!
Near-I’m sorry I shocked you but I am TOTALLy fine. It was a feeling that I never had in my whole life before that day and it freaked me out. I haven’t been a trauma nurse for awhile. I actually miss it-I thrived on it and I was really good at it. There are no jobs now though in the trauma center-plus if I don’t know how much my old manager would want to hire me back-considering my ex is one of the docs in there.
For awhile I did start thinking she was spathy and so was everyone else I met. I started seeing them everywhere and I was posting about her a lot on here and there w as a lot of drama and a lot of people here thought she was too but they didn’t know about everything that went on with us. I didn’t post everything here and a lot of meaning is misconstrued in writing.
And yes, I have always been very attracted to her. She is 23 years older than me and she is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I am very scared about hurting the friendship with that though. I haven’t even had the chance to tell her that I’m gay. I’ve been waiting for the right time and so far it hasn’t been yet. I do want to tell her soon. I worry a little about her freaking out. I do get some vibes sometimes that she may share my feelings somewhat but I try not to focus on that too much. I just appreciate being friends. Due to having a lot of spaths in my life and having low self esteem, I am somewhat shy and don’t make friends easily.
Ana: Nah, you have to use the capital P. Big P!! Not that little p fella! Go away little p, nobody likes you!! *shakes fist at little p* 😛
I had my share of troubles, but I am here now to cheer people up. I like to make people laugh and scratch their head in wonder! ^_^
cutie patootie? Thank you…. I think. *shifty eyes* 😛
Lizzy: It’s okay. I’m just glad you were able to type that out and share. That’s the important part! *huggles* I can handle shock! I became worried too, but you are fine now, so I’m happy and relieved.
With her being so much older, maybe she has a motherly instinct thing going on? I don’t know anything about telling friends about being gay, but I know it probably isn’t healthy to hide your lifestyle for so long. Just my opinion, you know her. How do you think she would react to it all?
Hey, I understand completely about how hard it is to make friends. Especially good and trustworthy friends. It’s very hard. Most people just pity me and move on. *huggles* Hey, you’ve got us online buddies, right? That’s like worth 20 points!^_^
Near-I don’t think she really has a mother instinct considering she is the only person I know who is less likely to have those instincts. She was just telling me the other day about how that was never anything she was ever remotely interested in. We were laughing about it the other night that we were probably the only two women in the world who were this totally beyond grossed out about giving birth. We were shuddering at the thought of it.
I have a lot of mixed feelings on how she’d react. I know she has a lot of gay friends and she has never expressed any issue with that and she seems to be supportive of them. One of my other friends thinks that if she does share any feelings, she may be scared of them. She grew up very sheltered and actually lived with her mother until Katrina came and she lost the home. She tells me that some of her friends are trying to set her up with guys but she keeps telling me she doesn’t want to. She tells me I’m beautiful a lot. I don’t know. I guess I won’t know the reaction until it’s time to tell her.
Lizzy: Ah, I see. Hey, you definitely aren’t the only two grossed out! I stumbled into a classroom in middle school that was showing a lady giving birth on TV and I was TRAUMATIZED! I fled so quickly! I wish more girls my age would not have kids and would relaize they really don’t want to be moms, or realize they lack that instinct. Instead they give birth to kids they neglect. 🙁
I still think telling her is the right way to go. Honesty and no secrets, she has stuck by you through it all. I think she deserves to know something like that. It will no doubt relieve some of your stress. Whether she reacts well or not, it’s best to be open. Secrets have a nasty way of tearing you apart from the inside.
Oh, and if you do tell her, please remmeber that she may have a knee-jerk reaction at first and then calm down later. Remember that and don’t get too offended if she reacts badly at first.
I’m glad we talked all day! I wasn’t expecting this. A pleasant surprise! ^_^
Near-you’re right and we are getting to the point where she needs to know. I need to figure out the best way to come out to her so that she doesn’t think I’m gonna try and come on to her. But then again, she may not think that. If she has a knee jerk reaction then it will be ok. I already experienced how she felt over the ammo issue and I am getting used to her behavior now-especially if I tell her in a non-threatening way.
I’ve enjoyed talking to you today as well. I’m glad I met ya.
Lizzy: Yeah, I’m the blunt type. I just come out and tell people things. It’s best that you find a good way to tell her. Hopefully she’ll understand. I think she will. She sounds like a friend that will stick with you till the end.
I’m glad I met you too! I’ve actually met a lot of people today! ^_^