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.)
thanx OXy – goodnite rosie
birds of prey – which is making me snort, now that i think of it. probably a couple of hawks (fairly certain one a was a red tail hawk) big lake.
i miss my prarent’s doxies so much; especially the one that doesn’t act like homer simpson. i just want to hand out with him. haven’t been away from him this long since he was born.
the feathers had some serious mojo – they just vibrated. i felt so rich coming home.
serious mojo i love it – i have some cardinals in a nest out back. will be happy when they fly the coop, i need to do some work close by their nest but will wait till they r gone…have all kinds of bird houses etc lots of baby birds – music to my ears ..
these last few weeks the birds are so busy and talking so much. it has been really special for me too this year.
my windows are wide open so i wake with the birds.
unfortunately i don’t have the sense to go to bed with the birds.
This old bird is going to bed it is pumpkin time – goodnite onestep
‘nigh hens. sleep/ dream well.
Hello..hello, my fellow birds (chicks). Well, I enjoyed my steak dinner, but it didn’t enjoy me. I don’t know if it’s because I haven’t eaten so much beef in so long but I ‘took a nap’ after I ate. Actually, I fell into such a deep, deep sleep that I awoke to the phone at 7:00….it was my amphibian friend. We were supposed to meet at 7:00am Sunday to go to a flea market together. I apologized up and down for sleeping through and missing our ‘date’.
I thought he was ‘funning’ me…he said..’no, it’s Saturday night’. He is a big joker, so I didn’t believe him until I turned on the weather channel and saw the time! No more beef for me!
So we went to the flea market, and it was very nice. He is a nice fellow, but I just have no desire to share my life with a partner right now. He is a gentleman, there was no discussion about anything more than antique-hunting together.
However, I’m pretty sure he likes me, so I guess I will go back to my treasure hunting alone for now. I don’t want to give him the wrong idea. I just ‘vant to be alone’ until I am the strong, independent, slightly kooky lady I was before the sociopath.
There seems to be a recurring theme on LF about the person or people who have victimized us. I have read so many post s that simply break my heart. The scams, taking retirements, live savings, businesses, etc. I’m grateful that I haven’t had that degree of scamming and don’t know if I can say if my narc husband is a spath. My daugher and I had a conversation about it and I wondered how dad can love the dog so much if he is a sociopath? She summed it up as “He loves the dog more than his family” She’s right, otherwise he wouldn’t have disregarded her feelings entirely (mine too), and she is his own flesh and blood!
I talked to my lawyer and he is waiting for my lead. I have 2 weeks left of school and then I will ask him to leave. He will make my life heck and I don’t want to have what I’ve worked for since January go down the toliet. Is that selfish? It sure isn’t easy looking at his face everyday and pretending. Freak!!! Oh well, onward…
Hopeforjoy, the “love the dog so much” is also smoke and mirrors. They don’t “love” anything – the dog is just another object that the N or S can pretend to care about. The ex spath was the same way with our family pet. Funny thing, pets (like people) are always disposable.
Hang in there, Hopeforjoy, and be vigilant as the time draws near. Keep posting, keep reading, and take heart to know that you are not alone. {{hugs}}
I am NOT a great big fan of Dr. Phil…..but, Thursday will have the story of the man who faked his own death leaving his wife to go through the process of grieving, all for nothing.
Faking illnesses, faking death…very popular among spaths. The former friend spath would constantly complain about physical ailments and make these almost CONSTANT posts on Facebook about how sick she was, or how she was having another migraine. Now, I called her on this, once: anyone experiencing a migraine will not have the physical ability to SIT in front of a COMPUTER SCREEN and post ANYTHING. She turned white as a sheet and replied, “Sometimes, I guess I just do that for sympathy.” My response was, “Well, doing that diminishes anyone else’s posts about true illness. Way to go.”