Although some see sociopaths as too emotionally deficient to experience the despair necessary to suicide, I see suicide as offering a viable option for some sociopaths, and I’m going to explain why.
Let me start with a bit of crude, brutal logic: for many sociopaths, as we know, life is very much a game; hence, when game over, life over. No more game, what’s left? The answer may be, nothing.
And yet it may be less “despair” and “depression” with which the sociopath is left when his act has been shut-down than his preferring no longer to deal with an existence he knows will cease supplying the gratifications to which he’s grown accustomed, perhaps addicted and certainly privileged.
In the face, then, of this massive problem, the sociopath, with his notorious penchant for escaping inconvenient situations, may consider “checking-out” out of life—suiciding—when it, too, becomes insolubly inconvenient.
Some sociopaths, recognizing that their run of exploitation has ended, may use suicide as a final act of rebellion and contempt, as if to express, “See! You may have apprehended me, but watch! I’ll kill myself, and so I’ll escape again! Nobody gets me. Nobody makes me account! I am accountable to myself only, and now I choose to disappear, permanently. Ha!”
Of course, we’re all acquainted with the incarcerated sociopath who seeks his death, and may even generate publicity around his quest to be capitally executed. His is the case of the imprisoned sociopath asking the state, in effect, by proxy, to assist him in his suicide. What are we to make of this?
For some, the specter of the prisoner seeking execution arouses a certain sympathy; the prisoner may be seen as pursuing a form of ennobled self-justice, which may be interpreted (or rather, misinterpreted) as reflecting his belated humanity.
But what is the incarcerated, suicide-seeking sociopath really doing? Where is he really coming from? The answer is that he’s doing what he’s always done—exploiting for an edge, an advantage.
In such cases his spirited self-advocacy for death-by-state reflects some very basic sociopathic tendencies, among them his audacious grandiosity and arrogance. For even in his wretched, no-status state, here he is making noise and refusing to recognize limits—that is, he’s still attempting to exercise omnipotent control; he’s determined to determine even the way he dies!
But the incarcerated sociopath’s pursuit of assisted suicide-by-state is also, and probably principally, about his desire to escape a life intolerably devoid of gratifications.
Remember that, for many sociopaths, life without an ongoing infusion of gratification is like living in prison. For some of these sociopaths, this just is not a life worth living.
It is possible that despair, finally, is a driving factor when sociopaths attempt or commit suicide. However, it is the source of his despair that’s probably most noteworthy and distinguishing: the sociopath often feels his despair as an existence intolerably devoid of sufficient gratifications, and the promise of future gratifications. And so his despair derives, ultimately, from the frustration of his greedy, insatiable demands.
Adding to his despair is the probable sense of his shattered omnipotence—that is, the sense that he can no longer exercise the kind of control over others, and control over (and satisfaction of) his gratification-habit to which he developed a deep, arrogant sense of entitlement.
The sociopath’s belief in his omnipotence, a belief deployed in the service of producing continual gratifications, gives him his superficial, if not only, purpose in life. Deprive him of it, and all bets are off.
(This article is copyrighted © 2010 by Steve Becker, LCSW. My use of male gender pronouns was for convenience’s sake and not to suggest that females aren’t capable of the attitudes and behaviors discussed.)
Ana! last night’s research into the physical appearance of the spath was done in the interest of science. We were gathering data for the spath profile.
With that, I went down to the local walmart and spotted Woundlicker’s spath here:
http://daviddust.blogspot.com/2009/10/people-of-walmart.html
And Ana’s spath here:
http://www.google.com/imgres?hl=en&client=firefox-a&hs=aua&sa=X&rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&biw=1280&bih=866&tbm=isch&prmd=imvns&tbnid=DTfDJpB_-e2mgM:&imgrefurl=http://www.wildaboutmovies.com/features/2009-BLOG-WAM-Oct-Dec.php&docid=QVtoKCE22NnRnM&imgurl=http://www.wildaboutmovies.com/images_7/PeopleOfWalmart_000.jpg&w=325&h=318&ei=NH6AT5uwHOqRiQLrvLSzAw&zoom=1&iact=hc&dur=295&sig=103652773900985257536&page=2&tbnh=162&tbnw=166&start=20&ndsp=25&ved=1t:429,r:17,s:20,i:216&tx=105&ty=156&vpx=637&vpy=531&hovh=222&hovw=227
Skylar & BBE,
LOL too too funny. Now, take woundlicker’s spath & mine and ya gotcha self a ‘perfect couple’ bwwahhhhhhhhhh
Skylar! Thank you for spotting my ex spath at Walmart. Now I know what happened to my pink tights- that bastard stole them along with my Fry Daddy, my NyQuil, and my dvd’s. (that last part is sad but true, he was such a thief).
That does look exactly like him if you shaved about 14 inches off the height. And the bottom pic showed a guy in a Texas flag shirt, coincidentally, he had one and it was his favorite shirt being from Texas.
Ana~ the ex spath screwed plenty of women that looked like the garter lady. I often wondered, “hmmmm, does he think I look like Carnie Wilson?”.
I’m going to find a pic of their love child and post it soon, tee hee….
Only because I have some empathy or I would post links to his profiles so everyone would see his progression from juvenile to pathetic.
Ana and woundlickers ex spath’s love child, drum roll please…….
http://buzzinn.net/weird-female-bodybuilder/
Woundlicker;
Instead of her being a body-builder, picture her as an alcoholic from Liverpool and you have my x-spath’s sister.
Woundlicker & Skylar
You ARE hilarious! I almost choked on my tea. LOL
YUK, I mean she is WAY too pretty to be a spawn of the spath I knew.LOL
Honey, can you rub my back? Yep, let me get the rolling pin out.
woundlicker,
ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!
my eyes! my eyes!
Isn’t she adorable? They’re so cute at that age.
I love the rolling pin comment, I wish I had thought of that when I had to give the ex spath massages on his hairy mole covered back.