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.)
Hi everyone-
I have been “lurking” here for a while. I was involved with a S for a year before I was discarded. It has been one of the most trying times of my life, especially seeing as how my S wasn’t a romantic interest or husband, etc. I know in so many ways I am obviously lucky for this very reason, but it’s also been difficult because so many people can’t understand why what I’ve been through has been so devastating if it wasn’t a marriage or romantic attachment. I’ve tried to explain how this S doesn’t really distinguish between romantic targets and friends…he simply has one main “object of affection” at a time, if that makes sense.
Anyway, I’m not lurking anymore, and I’m coming out to say hello. I’ve also launched my own blog just to have a place to talk about what it’s like to be a target who is “just a friend,” because I have had trouble finding resources for such a thing since it seems less common. Are there any posts about this on this blog that anyone knows of? I’ve looked but I haven’t found…
Thanks in advance for your support. It’s been a few months since the discard/me discovering all the lies and realizing what he was. Things are better but still rough.
Hi bluebell1341, I’m so glad you introduced yourself! Nice to meet you. Sorry you had to go through this. I’m not sure if there have been actual articles about an S who is a friend, but I think I remember other people writing about it, but I don’t remember where. Since you have been reading here for a while I’m sure you realize that a lot of the people on the board have and/or still have a spath in their life that isn’t a romantic involvement (i.e. mother, sister, brother, child, etc.). Hope you will write about your experience here too, everyone on this site has helped me in one way or another, so I am sure I could learn from you also!! Welcome!
I will definitely post more about my experience. I know I wasn’t a romantic interest of his, but I was definitely his primary target for a long time…I know it’s confusing, but true none the less. I’ll post more details as time goes on. Also, if you want to read more about it, I have a blog called The Unlikely Target that I just started. I’m hoping it can help anyone in the “friend” situation even if it is less common. Thanks so much for the welcome! I’m looking forward to being able to talk to people who understand.
bluebell1341, just thinking about your post had me reflecting on other people who have been in my life… so I think you bringing up the subject will have people writing about it more. I know one of the regular posters, Oxy, has had some friends that she has written about that were spaths. Kind of a slow night on the site… I’m on the west coast so it’s not real late for me, oh, and tomorrow is a holiday, don’t know how busy it will be on the board but I’m sure the community will be interested in your experiences. When you get the chance please post the link to you blog, I’ll google it! 🙂
Oxy, that condition where your cats and dogs want in, only to want to get out again,{and in and out,} its called feline and canine Enteritis! LoL! Ive hada great day today, on a massive cooking jag. Made a huge Boeuf Bourgignonne, and a wonderful hot beef curry. Enough to feed an army, but Ill freeze a lot of it. In between, Ive been reading the “Gaslighting ” book, and getting some real “Aha’ moments.
What stood out in my mind today,was when my teenagers{and they also did it in their 20s when I was married to David}, They LOVED to bel ittle me, put me down, and laugh at me, and try to patronise me. At the time I let them get away with it, as I thought back then,”Surely its only fun, not meant maliciously? Now I know FOR SURE that it WAS malicious and they got their jollies out of doing it.They tried to do it with David too, but it really washed over him.
Been out feeding all the wild birds, we have tame Lorikeets, we had 6 coming to get fed this evening, plus 2 kookaburras, one Kurrawong, severl Mynahs, a bush Turkey, a butcher bird,
and our pet Heron.The Loris LOVE cut up apple,and I like to think were saving the lives of lot of them, this has been the coldest winter in Sydney in 67 years! So the birds need the energy to stay warm, and I love to watch them!Our lemon tree is absolutely LADEN with delicious lemons, we have all the herbs we need,the garden looks great, Im so grateful for all this beauty and bounty,and PEACE! The spath free life is wonderful.Not sure how Ill feel in 2 days time, my oldest Ds 46th Birthday. I didnt send her a card. I feel her life is unravelling fast, no husband, no kids, except at weekends when she “baby sits “her own kids to allow her husband to visit his lady love. No full time job,{her past of embezzling money has caught up with her,} no place of her own to live,{she is flat sitting fora friend.} Wonder where shell be in 5 years, still in massive credit card debt, Im sure depite me balin g her out several times over the last 10 years.NOT MY PROBLEM ANY MORE!!
Our new kids are coming over next weekend to stay Overnight,-its their 2nd Wedding anniversary,and we also want to celebrate Roya passing all her hairdressing exams with top marks! So lookin g forward to it!!Love from your happy Mama Gem.XXX
Hi shellshocked, I just scrolled up a little bit higher and saw your post, glad you found this website, it has really helped me a lot. Many, many people have written it’s like withdrawl from an addiction, I felt that also, not wanting him here, but thinking about him all the time. Ugh. Yeah, I ignored every red flag that was waved in front of me!!! Hope to hear from you again real soon!! Welcome!
Witty, WHERE ARE YOU GIRL?? we miss you, come back to us! Whats happening with you?Did the little shiat come home to Mama? How are things? Please let us know.Love,
Mama gem.XX.
dear henry –
i hear the loneliness in your ‘voice’ all the time. don’t you shut yourself off further hens – it’s not the cure for what ails you. you are so isolated, and you have to do something to change that. peace is a moving target – being alone and regaining balance was a very important thing to do – now you need things to engage with and you need to meet people. and you need to meet some of our persuasion, and our age.
you are reasonably healthy and energetic – you can do so much. do something where you can give hens. you could teach a gardening class; get involved in the gay rodeo association; find a wiener assoc. to belong to – whatever other things you are interested in. even if it is something you do once a month, take the step. what about teaching kids to garden? go back out into the world hens; there isn’t one behind every bush and you have to start now. you are not getting any happier hiding.
and working all the time is not going to ‘work’ – you need to do some things to nurture yourself. make a list of 3 things that are nurturing and do one a week for the next three weeks – give to yourself and give to others. that’s the score for letting your heart grow again. i know from my very limited interaction with you, via a computer screen for christ’s sake, that you are a warm hearted man; you are kind and generous, and wounded. and you need to live.
the nail is in the coffin with my two best friends. another thing the spath has cost me. it hurts. a lot. and losing those long term friendships is a big blow, and i will deeply miss the comfort, the years put in with them. but i know that they are no longer there, and i am not capable of faking it. nor do i want o be. it will further isolate me. and i am not sure how long it will be before i feel stable enough or well enough to make new friends – i have a lot to offer, but i am a bit of a road wreck at the moment, and not wanting to share my ppath story or talk about how ill i am. these old friends knew me. but they cannot integrate my experience with the ppath, the ptsd or how ill i have become. i am hurting right now – but when i am a bit more stable i will walk towards those who can love me, just as i am, and who inspire me to live as closely to my own heart as possible.
we have so little time left on earth hens. we need to not waste it. being alone seems like a st8t jacket (no pun intended) for you now, so put on your big girl panties and find people to be with.
Thanks for the reply shabbychic… yeah its definitely a one day at a time process. I’ve broken up with him before and been the one to call him back. Ugh even as I was doing it half my brain was screaming at me WHY??? He drove me crazy with the constant projection, accusations and angry outbursts that came out of nowhere. I swear I hated him most of the time yet still seeing him and even having sex with him while thinking I hate him. And its not like he had money, looks or even charm – he antagonizes most people – but yet he had me hooked somehow. Well I’m not going to say I started out sane… I showed up in front of him depressed, rejected by my husband, newly on anti depressants; a nice, honest but very confused and vulnerable woman recently dumped by her husband – the perfect target! And the worst part? He told me right at the beginning what he was and could do and I brazenly sat there and said, “Not to me no way.” That conversation will haunt me forever.
I hate him for how he treated me and how he dragged me down and broke what was left of my spirit, but yet I spend my days thinking about him, trying to decide did he intend to do it or was it just his own neediness that he couldn’t help it? But I know that point is moot because the bottomline is he knew what he was capable of he told me so himself, and it happened just like he said. I feel so stupid… so this site has really helped me feel better because I could never be so heartless as to call any of the kind people on this blog stupid, so I am trying to extend myself the same grace and stop beating myself up. It’s so helpful to find others who have been through the same things, although I’m sickened to find out how many have had to suffer at the hands of these predators.
Well I’ve taken up way too much space for now with my venting, thanks for reading and for being here to get me through one more day of NC.
Happy Holiday Everyone!
Haven’t forgotten you all! I’ve been busy busy busy….
feeling relaxed and peaceful lately.
Going to try to read some posts and catch up!
Things are going well….except for text messages from the X!!
I am NOT responding. He is “still so in love with me…heartbroken…crying….doesn’t know what to do”…etc..
Its really hard NOT to respond…but I am staying strong!!
Hope all is well and that everyone gets to where I am now…peaceful and happy. There IS light at the end of this tunnel….just gotta go through some processing of it all…and you will emerge in a peaceful place.
Happy Birthday to me…tomorrow!
Not getting older…getting better…
xoxoxo