Are sociopaths who cry “sensitive sociopaths,” or just extra clever sociopaths? What’s going on when sociopaths cry? Is their crying ever sincere, or always insincere? Is it ever deep, or always superficial? Always calculated, or sometimes spontaneous?
In short, what’s the deal with sociopaths and the crying game?
There are some sociopaths—more classical, Cleckley-like sociopaths—who can “cry on demand,” by which I mean cry, as if spontaneously, from a consciously manipulative agenda. Many of these sociopaths can summon displays of emotional vulnerability, like tearful anguish and contrition, with the skill of the gifted character actor.
In some cases, to extend the metaphor, some sociopaths—in the moment—may be so in character as to “virtually believe” in the authenticity of their presentations. These sociopaths may conjure tears, for instance, and then see the tears they’ve conjured as evidence, as ratification, of the sincerity of their response.
I use the term “virtually believe” to denote the sociopath’s capacity, in these cases, to almost delude himself into believing that he’s as sensitive and vulnerable as his presentation would suggest, when in fact—that is, when in reality—he’s, of course, shallow and fraudulent.
Conversely, there are also sociopaths who, producing seemingly spontaneous displays of vulnerable emotion, remain aware of the inauthenticity of their theatrics. That is, these sociopaths recognize that they are acting even as they may be successfully convincing others that they’re not.
What partly covers, or protects, sociopaths who engage the “crying game” is the inherent challenge of separating spontaneity and authenticity. That is, we tend to assume that what’s spontaneous is also authentic—indeed, that spontaneity itself virtually proves authenticity.
But this is a fallacy, which is to say that what’s spontaneous isn’t necessarily authentic. The sociopath’s ability, for instance, to conjure tears spontaneously—that is, at any given, self-serving moment —certainly doesn’t certify his emotional display as authentic.
But is this to say that sociopaths’ tears and crying are always, by definition, inauthentic? I wouldn’t say so, at least not definitively. But I would suggest that where, arguably, the sociopath’s tears are not a product of sheer manipulativeness and inauthenticity, the emotion(s) driving his tears will, by definition, be shallow and invariably selfish.
So, for instance, the sociopath choking up in the courtroom upon hearing the verdict “guilty” that will lock him away for life, may be conveying real emotion—he may really feel bad, upset; however, to the extent that he’s really suffering, we can know that he’s suffering not from what he took or stole from his victim(s), but from what he feels has been taken or stolen from him (for instance, his freedom).
He will suffer, in a word, as victim, not victimizer.
And should he appear to “grieve” his situation—versus protest it with his narcissistic rage—again let me stress: he will be grieving as victim, not victimizer. And his grief, like everything else about him, will be shallow, and dissipate quickly; and then he’ll reinhabit his usual state of emotional nullity.
But again, even in cases where his disarming loss of emotional composure—his tearfulness, for example—isn’t purely manipulative and play-acting, we can surmise that, often, this will reflect less the sociopath’s genuine, deeply felt emotion, like sadness, than a buildup of tension and stress associated with developments unfavorable to his interests (for instance, a jury’s return of “guilty”)—all of which may culminate in an emotional discharge of tension, which occasionally may take the disarming form of a passing squall of tears.
(Thanks to Lovefraud member Newlife, inspirer and friend, for prompting my initial consideration of this subject, which I intend to expand in a near-term post. As always, my use of male gender pronouns is for convenience’s sake, and not to suggest that females are incapable of the behaviors and attitudes discussed. This article is copyrighted © 2010 by Steve Becker, LCSW.)
Buttons, my P-son, my egg donor, my son C, the P-DIL, and the Trojan Horse P all very craftily DIVERTED me and kept me OFF BALANCE for months until they had me in a CHOKE HOLD financially and emotionally, it was only by SECRETLY FLEEING FOR MY LIFE that I survived. The TH-P had gotten my credit card number and control of my cell phone account and was keeping me totally off balance by jacking with them, running up charges in the hundreds of dollars, and so on. I tried legal recourse to get the TH-P (a convicted sex offender) out of my egg donor’s home, and the judge gave me a temporary order and the egg donor PROMISED in front of witnesses to keep him out (she LIED) he got back in after I dropped the case, and he was screwing my P-DIL in the meantime as well. Then when my son C caught them he offered to go to counseling and work it out with her, and she and the TH-P planned to kill my son C and make it look like “self defense.” It is only the grace of God they failed, they sure tried! Thank God my son C got through to 911 in time and there just happened to be a cop car close (we live in the boonies).
Being DIVERTED with a bunch of carp is a great tactic to keep you FOGGED in the “game.” The game can also turn LETHAL as well. It is difficult for us to comprehend that my “____” (fill in the blank with the relationship) would ACTUALLY KILL ME.
I am quite sure that my P-son’s 17 year old girl friend didn’t think he would blow her brains out either, but he DID, without a thought or a bit of guilt or remorse. To this day he is proud of killing her because she “deserved it.” She did NOT deserve to die.
If her death accomplishes nothing else, I hope what I have learned “the hard way” will help someone else see the DANGER in these people for what it is. REAL DANGER! Sometimes I get frustrated when I beg people to RUN for their lives, because they don’t believe they are in any “real” danger, but that’s MY problem to deal with. All I can do is to pass on the information to people, they are responsible for what they do with it. I can just pray for them they don’t act too late. (((Hugs))))
ps BTW, I’m sure glad you are here!
OxD, the Diversion Ploy is so easily executed, too! The feeling of off-balance – off-centered is so overwhelming that it becomes physical as well as emotional.
I’m sort of in the same canoe as you, OxD, when I suggest for a person to run. I experienced the physical and emotional abuse by the spath and, in my heart of hearts, I knew that my life would end in one of two ways if I remained. Either I would kill myself, or he would murder me. I knew this. He had threatened it. And, anyone who can …. do the things that he did he did is quite capable of murder. So, when I suggest, “RUN,” I mean it. All of the furniture, geegaws, jewelry, real estate, vehicles, and garden gnomes CAN BE REPLACED. A human soul and a human life are irreplacable. I have known of too many victims who died tragically, and horribly at the hands of someone that “loved” them to not take threats and spathy seriously.
The spath son once told me that he’d talked a friend “…out of killing his mom…” so that the friend and friend’s girlfriend could “be together” without interference. At 15 & 16, they were caught by the girl’s mother having sex in HER bed while they thought she was at work. The mother packed the girl off to live with an aunt some 6 hours away to break up the unhealthy bond between the two. This murder scheme was brewing to stop the girl from being sent away, according to the spath son.
In retrospect, I firmly believe that the spath son had devised the murder plot and “confessed” to me in the event that it was ever carried out. The diversion ploy. I’m telling you about this murder plot now to preempt your opinion in case this woman ends up dead.
Spaths are not only manipulative cons, but (as per the violence article) they are undeniably emotionally violent, at the very least, and QUITE capable of physical violence in any situation – especially if they believe that they’re about to lose their “personal property.”
I’m glad I’m here, too, OxD. I’ve told the story, before, but it was such a case of Divine Intervention that led me to this site: I was in the throes of despair and typed into the Google Search, “my son is a sociopath,” and BAMMO!!! I got here.
As an aside and completely off-topic, I have spent some good time reading, posting, venting, crying, and deep-breathing on this site. It has been a wholly positive occurance for me, and one that I am so grateful for.
{{{Hugs back atcha}}}
Believe me Buttons when I say that ONLY through the grace of God was I smart enough and scared enough to haul arse and RUN. I flip-flopped back and forth, hating to abandon my home for who knew how long (at the time I thought maybe forever) and grabbed what I could and RAN and HID before they knew I was even gone. When they couldn’t find me (they –the 3 main ones–knew I was gone because two were sneaking over doing vandalism but the egg donor and son C didn’t know) so they changed their plans in mid stream to steal from Egg donor and kill off son C and RUN. What a stupid plot! No chance of it working! Well, probably not much chance anyway, who knows for SURE?
I’m glad that you got to this place, I swear it saved my life, if not some sanity! I still do a roller coaster from time to time, but the lows are not so low and the highs not so high, so it is smoothing out a LOT the longer I am working at taking care of ME.
I am as financially liquid as I can be and set on “go” if I need to haul arse, but there is NOTHING here that I can’t live without! My RV and the truck to pull it are fueled, loaded and ready to go on an instant’s notice–load the dogs, papers and cash and BE GONE in 15 minutes if I had to. I can buy food on the road, and about every town has a GoodWill store to get more clothes, my internet, phone and computer are portable and don’t have a GPS attached, my legal address is HERE but doesn’t mean I have to be here 24/7 (or ever for that matter) and mail goes to a PO box and good friends to park on their place that the egg donor and the P son know nothing about. In fact, NO one but myself and son D know these people or where they are.
The internet era and electronic banking/bill paying etc makes life on the road/run quite possible and quite OK for that matter.
OxD, God, Jehovah, The Great Creator….yes, these gates are opened wide for us, sometimes, and it’s such a blessing that you recognized which gate was opening for you.
BRIGHTEST blessings to you, OxD.
Buttons and Oxy,
I can’t believe what you went through and the fallout of having some seriously disordered people trying to hurt you. How they felt somehow justified by their actions, how their way of thinking was alien.
Daughter said she doesn’t want to run. “What about my brother?” He’s 14 and an empathetic, wonderful boy. He wants to adopt an animal from the shelter everytime he sees a comercial for the humain society.
I am listening to Buttons and giving the guns to a girlfriend. He hasn’t been clearing out accounts because I’m checking them all the time. I also do the bill paying and keep track of all investments. Doesn’t mean it can’t happen, but highly unlikely. I gave my attorney all tax documents and financials.
Yesterday, I was going for a nature walk with my mom. He didn’t want me to go, was clingy and said stay here and I’ll protect you, I’ll keep you safe from the storms. Now, no normal person is going to freak out about me going for a nature walk with mom. He’s doing everything around the house, probably trying to be so important he can’t be replaced.
Again yesterday, “I love you more than anyone else will ever love you”, WTF is this. What I fell like is a prized possesstion that he doesn’t want to lose. He didn’t actually think I would leave before, now that he knows the truth, he’s afraid to lose his possesstion. It’s totally crazy.
I know I will not leave my son here alone with him, therefore my planning has to be on a different level.
Dear Hope,
I wish you my best for your and your children’s safety and for your escape from this master of the “crying game.” God bless you and keep you safe!
{{{{Hopeforjoy}}}} Pack ’em all up and deal with the details, tomorrow when the workweek begins.
“I’ll keep you safe from the storms?” Is this a glimpse into his belief that he is God?
Brightest blessings, Hope.
Oxy,
I can only imagine what it was like to be all alone with spathys coming out of the woodwork trying like hell to make you the target of a death plot. Your guardian angel must have been watching out for you because she knew you were needed elsewhere (especially on LF).
Thankyou for sharing your wisdom.
Buttons,
Tuesday is the final appointment with Dr. S. and he said he will work with us through the divorce process. A witness is helpful to get his ass moving south.
Does he think he’s God? He thinks he’s the mother ship, gotta protect the mother ship.
Thanks Buttons, I’m trying not to freak out about this, I think it would help to stay angry so the spath doesn’t get under my skin.
YES!!!!!! Hope, anger is MUCH healthier than pity. I can be VERY productive. I clean the house when I’m angry and I do a better job! LMAO!!!!
Mother ship……bwahahahahahaha!!!!!
I’m so glad that you got the weapons out of the house. That’s a HUGE relief!
{{{HUGS}}}