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.)
Hens-I wish I could do something to make you feel better and I do understand how you feel. It seems that you just gave and gave to your ex and didn’t get much in return. I understand your loneliness too. I really don’t have any real friends where I live. I tend to be shy-until I get to know someone and it is hard for me to make friends. I’m very isolated. The few people I do see only seem to do things with me when they can’t find anyone else to do things with. I isolated myself much worse by being with my ex. I guess I was ashamed of what I was doing by being with him. Since he wasn’t fully available to me, we couldn’t socialize with others. I didn’t want anyone to know that I was in love with someone who was married. That was the biggest lesson I learned-maybe this isolation is punishment for being with him.
I really do understand how you feel about not having someone. I’m lonely but I don’t want to be in a relationship. I am looking into possibly getting a dog. I don’t know if my words help you but I hope they do. I wish I could hug you! ((hugs))!
Dear Henry,
you are right, I do have someone to do things with (son D) but he is also a man in his own right and does his things with his friends, and is gone off for the summer working right now, and I am enjoying NOT HAVING TO COOK etc, and just having ME time.
He and I have mutual/family friends and we also have our individual friends to do things with. He does things with his bio sister, and bio-family that I usually don’t participate in, not because I wouldn’t be welcome, but I know they don’t get to see him all that often.
He has rock climbing and scouting things that he participates in that I don’t. We each have our own lives and interests and friends. If he did move to some place else I would still be okay, he isn’t my ONLY source of companionship and mutual interest.
Actually I might get a room mate. I actually know that having someone to live in the same house with has lots of bonus points. With a room mate I could go off for a couple of days and have someone to feed the dogs and without D here (0r a room mate) no way I could have gone to Texas to spend a month!
D and I share household chores and vehicle up keep etc. Makes it cheaper for us both than maintaining separate residences, and frankly, a 4 bedroom house and 120 acres gives us both more than enough room to NOT get in each other’s space. I know some people might think he is some kind of “mama’s boy” still choosing to live “at home” at 30+ but it is convenient for us both, I don’t boss him around, (well too much) we each have our own separate lives, and our blended life that is beneficial to us both, so to hell with what other folks think about our arrangement. It WORKS for US.
Erin and Henry, it could be worse! Your Exs could be back in your life causing DRAMA!
Personally, I love the peace and quiet in my solitude! I respect myself. I treat myself very well. I’m my own best friend. I don’t lie or deceive others or my self. Now, if I can find a significant other that appreciates these same concepts in himself, then I’m in business. But, then again, only God knows what’s in my future. If God can wait, so can I.
Besides, we are NEVER alone. God is always with us.
SMILE.
OXY-Here’s my homework: I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m Ok. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m Ok. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. I’m OK. Do I have to do this 500 times?
Wini-I’m with you on that. I’m glad mine’s not there. After he discarded me I moved. He called two months later-I spent an hour telling him off and letting him know how pathetic he is-and his wife for taking him back AGAIN and then I changed my phone number and e-mail address. I don’t have to worry about him except the fact that his wife just got a job at my job. That’s why OXY boinked me with the skillet-for worrying about seeing them. I’m so glad the drama is over. I no longer have to worry about him being with me and going home at night to someone else!
Dear Erin72, That’s wonderful!!!!! Keep on saying it to yourself 1000 times a day! Make yourself believe it, because IT IS THE TRUTH! If we believe we are losers we will be losers, if we believe we are OK we will be OK—I don’t think you can believe you are a millionaire and you will become one without a good business plan and lots of hard work,, but I do believe a positive attitude about ourselves, that we accept ourselves AS WE ARE—-fat, thin, tall, short, etc.—and that we are OK with ourselves is NECESSARY to any happiness or success.
We can gain weight or lose it, but that doesn’t change who we ARE. The beauty of YOUTH will NOT last forever, so if you depend on your LOOKS for “who you are” believe me you have no place to go but down hill. NO matter how much weight I lose I am not going to look like I did at 40, or 30, or 20! If I depend on my looks improving a bunch I am SCREWED. What I am is what I feel inside! SO LOVE THE SKIN YOU ARE IN.
I have faults, physical challenges, mental challenges, but I am STILL OKAY and I will work on improving what I can and accept the rest!!!!
Wini- THANK YOU! I was a part of another group where it seemed hard for anyone to understand my situation since it wasn’t a “typical” relationship- I’m so glad to have found some folks who know!
Teacher- Yep, this is actually something that glared at me as far as the fact that he fit the description of a spath. As I said, I tried SO hard to make him fit any other description but that one. I read the descriptions of the Hitler line of thinking, and those conversations would pop into my head…oh my.
erin1972, you are better than OK. We win. We always have and always will. We never stooped low to get over on anyone to get what we wanted. We did for ourselves. Hold your head up and remember that you are a real, caring, loving human being.
Blue Bell, anyone, and I mean anyone who doesn’t get what these characters are all about … is because, they too are that type of character. Only real people tell the truth!
Here’s for telling it like it is … the truth will set you free!
OXY-I was seriously going to write that on here 500 times but it is too hard on my eyes to count all of them. This is definitely going to be something that is hard work for me. It’s hard because I’m so into trying to financially prepare for the paycut to be a cop so I get really freaked out about spending money. The thing is-right now, I need to do that some. I wear scrubs constantly at my job and that’s why I tend to gain weight and I’m not aware of it. It’s hard for me to be patient. I need to get me some cute girly outfits that make me feel good. When I’m not in scrubs, it’s workout gear and soccer shorts. When I do get to go out, I have nothing to wear. I’m making good money right now and I guess I shouldn’t be freaked out about spending some of it-as long as I don’t go overboard. Right now I’m just trying to do anything I can to make me like myself. Just getting my hair done increased my confidence SO much. I had no idea that would happen. I’m already feeling less self conscious about what I look like.
When I’m out exercising and feel like people are looking at me, at least I’m out there in the heat doing it. I am also looking into getting a dog.