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.)
2b – why don’t you just block his number on your phone or change your cell number?
Hi to Shellshocked and to everyone here. I just wanted to pot welcome and hi to Shellshocked as newbie LF like me – and to say that like everyone here I have come out of a majorly abusive situation. I’m happy to talk if you ever would like, as is everyone from what I’ve found over the last few days.
Reading your post – you are among friends on LF who TOTALLY GET that these relationships ending are not like when a ‘normal’ relationship ends and I hope you will find comfort from knowing that you’re having normal reactions to an abnormal attack on you!
I totally understand about how the S gets you to turn your whole life around to think about them always, and to try to make you completely forget who you are (fabulous) and what you need out of life. My ex tried so hard to devalue all my friends and relationships and to make me try to ingratiate myself only with his ‘circle’ – as he knew my friends would stick up for me and he really, really didn’t want that!!! His would do and try anything to destroy my own friendships too.
It’s natural to try to get on with your partner’s friends, so don’t feel bad for those efforts – you were not to know that you were not dealing with a ‘normal person’ but an S N or P who would use your natural and loving instincts to be a good partner to flat out seek to abuse and control you!
My story is posted elsewhere on the site (under the bit about family members being dragged in) if you’d like to know more about my own set of circumstances. But like others I nearly killed myself over this man just after the relationship ended!! I was very, very close to ‘doing it’.
To Hens and others who’ve been discussing ‘getting out again’ and being socially isolated and the impact on that side of life:
I’ve found that once the ‘crisis’ passed around a year after the ‘devalue and discard’ this friendship thing can really be the thing that hangs over for the longest time and take ages to properly get over.
Recently I’ve been making lots of efforts around my own friendship groups and determined to try to think well of myself again. I’m in a band and meeting new people finally through that. Also I’ve been to a few social events. It took me literally months and months to find the confidence to go out again. Immediately after the ‘devalue and discard’ I couldn’t even make it out of the house to go and buy bread/milk etc!
Yesterday someone I didn’t know very well but had a good chat with at a BBQ commented -” wow you’re so easy to get along with, I’ve really enjoyed meeting you.” I know it sounds a bit silly, but because I could tell they really meant it, and it was lovely to meet them too (maybe a new friend in the offing) it really was a lovely human moment.
Anyway I came home and actually shed a few tears of joy because yesterday for the first time in ages I actually knew that the person at the party was ‘right’ – I am a nice person really and I am easy to get along with! (Most of the time anyways!!) ExN tried to destroy this easygoing social aspect of me. I still don’t fully ‘get’ why any human being would want to destroy another, but in my heart I know I’m right and that he would do and say anything to destroy my mind, my happiness and my ‘very being’. Sadly my ex wanted only to control and hurt me.
Don’t let the b*****ds win I say!!!! Get out there if you can and when you’re ready. The world needs more good people like the ones on this site!!!
Delta1 xx
dear Onestep – Thanx so much for the response. With all due respect to Oxdrover she has someone to go to auctions with, someone to watch the lightening bugs with and someone to get up in the morning and have coffeee with. Someone to cook for, a beating heart in another room. Someone to share her life with on a daily basis. I think if her son D moved to florida she wouldnt be so quick to grab her skillet when one of us is down and feeling a bit lonely. My X Bf was very much into playing dart’s at the clubs, I would join him and his drinking buddies at dart tournaments, drive him to and fro, watch him consume countless bud lights, laugh with his friends that he wouldnt see until the next tournament. He loved to play pool, was a very good pool hustler, I was never good enuff to keep his interest at dart’s or pool, but I would go get the beers and root for him to win, I remember times he looked at me like I was a stranger, but his bar friends were the world to him. He loved sport’s, would watch football , basketball, he knew every champ for the last 20 years, and I tried to show interest..he would get up in the mornings with his coffee and cigs and start playing computer games until I had all the chores done and was ready to entertain him. Sometimes I would go outside in the evenings and build a big bonfire and wath the moon come up and listen to the nite creatures and he would never once come out and join me. But he would tell me how much we were alike and how we were meant to be together. As I understand his new partner loves darts, bowling and pool and bars and drinking. I guess I should be happy he found someone he is compatible with. But what was I doing, why did I do that? I really dont care at this point what he is up to, it’s more about why did I do that, ya know? I have a few female friends to occasionally go to a movie or out to dinner, I have one son that I spend sometime with, the other one is busy with his life and I dont hear from him sometimes months at a time. i dont feel sorry for myself cause as Ox has said I am very blessed, but that big empty space need’s to be filled with another person heartbeat, but will I do the same thing again?
hens – i get it. ;( i understand. you left yourself for him, thinking you were being a loving partner you gave of yourself and were left lonely when you were with him and now see this and wonder wtf you were thinking. i am sorry. i have felt a similar hole; the loss of my self, the valuing of myself, by myself and others.
you need people in your life who will sit by the fire with you, and not only out of love and support, but out of wonder for the night sky and the moon and the quiet and the fire.
i am going to start small – for me, at this point it is about getting work and forming work relationships; and being real within a friendship that is growing. i also have to put the lost 2 to rest in a way that i am comfortable with. i know i have to be more in the world and checking out my new boundaries and finding the new ways to interact with people. my ex gf was an n, then there was the ppath. those were the first folks in my love life for over 18 years. i had a really bad experience with someone who had a drug addiction years ago – took me 18 years to trust myself again. then i found an n and a ppath.
it is going to take a long time for me to be comfortable in society again. i am changing, and i guess i need to think of myself as a young adult almost – it’s a time of learning and exploring. i am adopting an attitude of really pushing myself to do what i want. i want people who care about community in my life. the 2 friends just lost don’t get that AT ALL. they are social, but it is not the same. i am risk taker; i love adventure; i love to create opportunity for people; i believe that community is the only thing that will save us in future generations when resources are scarcer; i believe that the only way those of us aging with no resources will live well is to form intentional communities. and then there is my love of art and words, nature and beauty…i want folks in my life who have those core values.
At 50 I do not have the luxury to hide for another 18 years. And I don’t want to. It’s LIFE henry! LIFE. That’s means breathing and laughing and smling and crying. I am still sucking at carpe diem ”“ but I will get there. Might take me a long time, but I want to live again before I die.
If we find more spaths ”“we kick them to the curb FAST. We go stealth, we go on the offensive. We move on FAST.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W_n0zvoHlVk&feature=related
(and the only ‘you’ is hens)
With love,
One step
Last I remembered, anytime a person opens their mouth to discuss their perception of me, it can go either way … THE TWO OUTCOMES …. compliment or an insult (of course you need to consider the source …. are they a positive or negative mindset?), OK, the 3rd is whether they owe you money or not (smile). Never would I take another’s opinion (which as we all know what opinions are, everyone has one) validation of my true self. It has also been said that couples spending a life together never truly get to know 100% percent of their partner.
Big SMILE on this conclusion … BE TRUE TO YOURSELF!
Shabbychic-
My blog is at http://www.theunlikelytarget.blogspot.com. So far, I’ve only done one post, but I’m hoping to post some today about the whole “just friends” thing.
I don’t think to call it just friends does it justice, though, because in so many ways it was like a romantic relationship. Have you ever seen the TV show Will and Grace? It was more like that type of relationship, only Will was manipulative, self-serving, using, etc. This is someone I was attached at the hip with because he literally gave me everything I needed emotionally until he got bored. We did everything together, including taking vacations, starting a business…I saw him every single day. He went through losing a pregnancy with me, and he was the only one who knew.
Then, when things began to fall apart was when I found out quite by accident that he had lied to me that his six yr. old cousin had died of MS. When that lie came out, it started a chain of events that lead to me finding out that almost everything he’d ever told me was a lie. When I learned of his lies and confronted him, he cried crocodile tears, turned the whole thing around on me, suddenly developed another huge crisis of something “awful” happening to him that it made me feel bad for bringing it up. Then, as soon as I walked away from in front of his face, he distanced himself. He didn’t answer calls, and he started to tell people in my town I was crazy. At this point, I just wanted to believe it wasn’t true…I read books and books on psychiatric problems. I tried to force the signs of borderline personality disorder into fitting him, because at least that would mean he ever really cared about me. Then, eventually, I started to realize what I’d known all along, started to add up the red flags I’d ignored: how SO many people in his past were “crazy,” how he lied about everything, seemingly for no reason, how he could so easily be such good friends with someone to their face and then trash them ruthlessly behind their backs…I was so sure I was “different,” but I wasn’t. He would defend Hitler, saying how at least he knew what he wanted and how to get it. He was so good at turning any situation he’d created into something that was someone else’s doing. He claimed to have so many credentials, but when I looked into them, none of them were real. What was real was a past where there had been plenty of people, men and women, just like me, who were his “object of affection” who subsequently found out what he was and were left devastated holding only all of the things he’d made us believe in. Basically, I’d say he restored my faith in the world, because he gave me everything emotionally I needed…then destroyed it when I found out he was never even real.
It’s been a few months. I don’t know how long it’s supposed to take me to move on, but I’m trying to. I know it’s hard for people to fathom this relationship, because it seems so much less serious than many of your situations. And yet, the only way I can explain it is to say that the just friends thing isn’t a good indication, because it was a lot deeper than that. You know how a lot of Spaths make you believe you’re soulmates? He and I used to talk about that–about how “we” believed your soulmate didn’t have to be your romantic partner.
Ugh. Anyway, that’s a little bit of my story, though it only scratches the surface.
so wini whats your point?
bluebell, I don’t care what the purpose of the relationship is or was, it’s the fact that “they” lie so they can manipulate another for their self interest. Period.
Henry, my point is that your OWN opinion of who you are is the only opinion that counts. Not the opinion of others. If that were the case, all our EXs are probably saying the most derogatory stuff about us (LOL).
Bluebell,
Your “friend” also isn’t very original. I think I had posted somewhere once about Bernie Ecclestone’s quote of his thoughts on Hitler. He said basically that Hitler could command attention and get things done. By the way Ecclestone is close with another powerful British Formula One racing mogul Max Mosely who also is a Hitler sympathizer, and who also got in trouble for having Nazi sex orgies. Here is one more quote from the wikipedia article I am reading about this from Stephen Pollard of the Jewish Chronicle. “Mr Ecclestone is either an idiot or morally repulsive. Either he has no idea how stupid and offensive his views are or he does and deserves to be held in contempt by all decent people.” I feel this quote applies to all stupid psychopaths who think they are smarter than us all.