In my last LoveFraud article I discussed strategies for vetting your new partner for “personality skeletons” lurking in the “apparent” history.
I’d like to focus, here, more specifically (and in more depth) on individuals with a pattern of discarding the people in their lives.
Sociopaths and other seriously disturbed narcissistic personality types will have this history—that is, a history (past and recent) that’s almost certainly littered with friends, family, and anyone who was once useful, whom they’ve cast off ostensibly for one or another reason.
As best as possible we want to glean this history, if it’s applicable and somehow accessible. In such cases, we want to ensure that blinding defenses such as denial, avoidance, idealization and incuriosity (among others) don’t compromise our observational powers.
More than that, we want to be sharply astute to evidence suggestive of such a history.
And why? If for no other reason than that adults with a track record of cutting loose the people in their lives simply do not outgrow this pattern.
In other words, this is a deeply inscribed aspect of their character, from which none of us carries special privileges to immunity or protection.
Yes, we’ve discussed this and other aspects of pathological narcissism before, but it’s always useful, I feel, to take a fresh view of it.
As we know, sociopaths and similarly character-disordered personalities engage in relationships, and in a great many interactions, almost strictly to the extent that they perceive you to be useful to their interests.
I think we can agree that, just as soon as the exploitive personality perceives that your usefulness to him has run its course, it will follow like clockwork that his use for you will correspondingly expend itself.
These personalities measure you against the criterion of your useful shelf-life which, in a sense, puts you in a not so different category from, say, an appliance, or, for that matter, any possession or object whose utility depreciates over time.
From the height of his satisfaction with your optimal utility to him, the sociopath begins a slow, inexorable and, in some cases, disorientingly precipitous, phase of depreciating you. He may, or may not, begin this process by idealizing you. But even if he does, he won’t be idealing you; rather, he’ll be idealizing your utility to him.
I’d like to stress this point again: Sociopaths, and I include all pathological narcissists, never really idealize you; they idealize your present utility to them.
And, of course, from there, it’s all downhill.
When exploiter’s depreciation of you is complete, then it’s time to discard, and replace, you. This constitutes his “moving on.”
If he could list you as a deduction on his tax return, based on your depreciated value to him, he would.
And so his discarding may take a more literal form, like leaving or ending the relationship; or it may take the less literal, but worse, form of his staying (or hanging around) while abdicating, increasingly, any and all sense of accountability in the relationship.
Now that you give him so little of compelling worth, so little to value and use (except, among other conveniences, perhaps a roof over his head), the exploitive “partner” no longer feels he owes you much of anything.
This perspective conveniently enables his conviction of his right to pursue his gratifications elsewhere. Again, this constitutes a form of his “moving on.”
But let’s not mistake what “moving on” means to the sociopath and like-minded personalities: it means finding new victims to exploit.
He may not consciously process his agenda as such (although he might), but we know that this is his agenda.
Many sociopaths, in their warped self-centeredness, subscribe to the philosophy: I want, therefore I deserve. And so the next step follows with dangerous self-justification—taking what they want.
Again, the sociopath may not consciously think, “I deserve to have fun with the credit cards in that guy’s wallet.” But he will want the credit cards with which to have some fun, and whether consciously or not, because he wants them, he’ll feel entitled to seize and use them.
This also explains the prototypical sociopathic telemarketer: he wants the old peoples’ assets, and because he wants them, he feels entitled to take them. Deploying any and every tool in his exploitive toolbox, he then takes all the assets he can from the naive couple.
Once having taken what he can from them, they cease to have use for him, and so he cuts them loose; he discards them. That is, having fleeced them for what he could, he “moves on” in search of more gratification through prospective new victims, who may have what he wants, that he can take.
Very likely he won’t look back, and if he does, it won’t be with empathy, guilt, shame or regret.
(This article is copyrighted © 2010 by Steve Becker, LCSW. My use of the male gender pronoun is for convenience’s sake, not to suggest that males have a patent on the behaviors discussed.)
best they don’t know the extent of the subtefuge oxy. 🙂
hens – still here? i was over on another thread writing about the ppath – that piece of crap.
hens – being off in the middle of nowhere, a self proclaimed hermit, y’all need some homies. we be your homies.
Is it OK if I still call you Henry???
you sure can Rosa even if I sign on as henry you can always call me henry..so whats new with rosie?
ah, that’s good news henry. your other appt was for june; will they do it before then?
i was at the water today hens – piling rocks up into lovely sculptures. paying for it now, in my arms, but it was good for my heart.
think a pair of raptors had had a fight. found beautiful feathers.
Nothing new here, Henry….going to bed soon.
it will make a huge difference to be able to see again. i hope the world will open up again.
i know you feel comfortable and safe alone, but i so wish more laughter with 3D people in your life. in mine too, actually.
best friend’s bday party was last night. had some big giggles. and it is very lovely to be with him. there is much love between us. he is one of the least adventurous people i have ever met, and i am not – and yet we have been friends since i have been back here (6 years) and we just keep hanging out.
Dear Henry,
Great news! That is wonderful! Congratulations! I’m so happy for you! Bad eye sight is nasty and keeps you from driving at night especially! I’m not there yet, but am going to have to pop for some hearing aids myself as Insurance won’t cover. Too many hours without ear protection in loud planes, and too many years of shooting without ear protection! Oh, well, too soon old, too late smart! LOL All these kids with their loud music will be deaf’er’n me and sooner too. I’m just too stingy to spring for the HAs but gonna do that SOON! TAKE CARE OF ME!!!!! I’m pretty good at the lip reading though!
I hope you wear hearing protectors when you are running those blowers and other loud things! Even the cheap foam ear plugs help a lot! I do now, but it’s like locking the barn door after the horse is stolen. Ditto with sun screen! DUH!!!
Well, guys, I’m gonna go to beddie bye for tonight! You guys keep it between the ditches tonight and keep EB in line if you can! Xoxoxox Oxy
1step I think your feathers were an omen that life is good and your making progress and connecting with the universe – raptors? i thot they were fossills what water did you go too? I took the weiners to the lake today we walked the shoreline and picked up roserocks and a empty turtle house – the doodles love the water..