I recently had clinical contact with a client who left me with the unusually strong, immediate impression of “schemer,” “slick,” “full of crap.” He was instantly, aggressively ingratiating—less, I felt, from insecurity, as from ulterior motives, as if he were angling, at the outset, for an edge.
I had the uncomfortable feeling I get around intrusive salesmen who leave you feeling like an “object” from whom to extract a sale and commission.
I should mention that he was glib. Glibness is a trait often associated with certain sociopaths. My client was so glib, as a matter of fact, that for the first time in a long while the word “glib” actually popped into my head.
When I say “glib,” I don’t mean just fast-talking, which he was. He was shallow, too. And for me, the combination of smooth, fast talking, underlain by shallowness, really captures “glib.”
He was something of a schemer, and it was fascinating to observe him deny or dismiss rife evidence of his historical deceptiveness, abusiveness and double-standards. And he did so with a striking lack of shame, and with much audacity, along with irritation (arrogantly conveyed) to have to even deign to respond to the history.
Now I’d like to shift gears (abruptly), and say something about the psychopath’s (or sociopath’s) alleged “look,” or “stare,” which has been described anecdotally in the literature. Its most obvious form is characterized by a certain crazed intensity (note some of the existing photos of Ted Bundy, and other serial killers).
There are also, I suggest, other, subtler forms of this look. In any case what this “look” transmits (in any of its forms) is something elementally predatory. It has an evaluatively predatory quality.
I suspect that many of you have had the experience of being watched in this way?
It’s more than a feeling of being scrutinized, because all of us scrutinize each other, and clients should be scrutinizing their therapists.
It is more, I think, the quality, or motive, of the scrutiny—again, a predatory aspect that engenders the experience of feeling invaded, and “sized up,” “measured” for ulterior purposes.
At bottom, this is a type of “look” that leaves one feeling watched, studied as an “object.” One experiences the “watcher” as if he or she is calculating, “How much can I have my way with this person? How susceptible is this person to my present interests in him or her?”
My client had this “look.”
He was a “watcher,” and as he watched me, I often had the disconcerting sense that he was less interested in what I had to say, or what I was saying, than in using the time I was speaking to further his evaluation of my vulnerability.
This feeling with, experience of someone, can be a signal. It can signal that something predatory is brewing, or occurring.
I’ve called this the “feel” of a sociopath, because sociopaths sometimes (not always) can stir-up this sensation in those whose paths they’ve crossed, or lives they’ve entered. To be sure, not all sociopaths evoke this experience; but some do, and it can be an uncomfortable, and not easily articulated experience. Depending on the circumstances, it can even feel flatteringly seductive (if still uncomfortable).
Take, for instance, a blind/first-date scenario, in which the exploitative-minded individual approvingly, hungrily, invasively and audaciously sizes-up his date, leaving her feeling flattered (hungrily desired) while at the same time uneasy?
This “sizing up,” “measuring” process too often belies not a hunger for love, and connection, but of acquisition, possession and/or conquest.
(This article is copyrighted (c) 2009 by Steve Becker, LCSW.)
wini wini wini – I dont like god’s sense of humor, if that is the case – beside’s an astroid is going to hit us on march 30th and all our problems will be solved…..~~!!
Henry – Can you do anything about moving that date up?
Henry and Learnthelesson: That’s Oxy’s thump on my head with a frying pan … yesterday and today. I cried all day because she reminded me of this lesson. That’s why I’m sharing it with you. Hey, the way I look at it … we are all growing spiritual here … and if I’ve got to stretch because Oxy is stretching me … I’m taking all of you with me … down that path to healing.
It is powerful, isn’t it!?!
Peace.
Henry: I don’t think END OF DAYS happens so quickly. Interesting thought though.
Pooffffffffffff. We get side swiped by an astroid.
Wini –
Thank you for sharing it. I really needed that perspective! Alot of posts seem to have Oxy and her frying pan in action! She does a good job of reminding everyone to not only find the lesson but learn as well!! Thanks again for that one!
learnthelesson: It reminds me of that we are all a quilt God is making … and …
God promises a safe landing, not a calm passage.
If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it.
We have to keep reminding each other that this a spiritual growth … testing, always being tested by God so that WE CAN BE THE BEST THAT GOD WANTS US TO BE.
Peace.
I don’t even know who I am anymore, and I feel mad at God and He knows it. I guess I’m the worst I can be right now. Why do we always have to be tested? I fail the tests. I don’t want to be hurt anymore, so does that make me into the person that won’t let her guard down? Too scared? Gee, am I having a bad day? Now I have to go see some movie about women empowering women that I said I would go to, and since I always have to follow thru on my word I guess I have to go. Maybe I’ll feel better afterwards, it certainly couldn’t hurt at this point.
hey – you should see my head – I am the reason there is a cast iron skillit on love fraud – learnthelesson – mind if I call you sweetie? Sweetie I am at one year no contact with my X spathhole – from what research I have done it is going to take 18 – 24 months to recover from his destruction – but hey 6 months ago I was non-functional – today I can laugh – I can eat – I can function – so I figure I still have more time to recover from the socio flu – but I am recovering – Wini is right ( dont tell her I told you so) but this all happened for a reason – this is a LIFE LESSON and I dont want to rush it – you know what – I have had many sociophyconarcs in my life in the past – and in the past when one would destroy me, I would quickly go find another to take my mind off the most recent – duh – my old bones finally said Hey we cant survive if you keep doing this to us – so no matter how long it takes to get my chit together – I am going to do that – yeah he did me wrong – nothing worse has ever happened to me in my whole dysfunctional life – it’s time I give it over to my bones…sorry for being so flippant – but sweetie – dig in and heal thy self…..
Shabbychic2: That’s an easy answer … you are a child of God’s.
Now go enjoy yourself tonight.
Peace.
Henry.. dear… mind if i call you dear? 🙂 I am right on board with you. Im at the 14 month mark of NPC (no physical contact ie. no lunch dates, no meetings to work it out, no quick fixes) and Im nearly 2 months of NC at all complete w/non-functioning symptoms mixed with doses of laughter, food and exercise! Even if we wanted to rush it, I dont think its humanly possible. When I first entered this safe haven of healing I was questioning my own dysfunctional life and what I contributed to the past 5 years of surrealness… I am growing and learning every single day. My heels are dug in so deep that I have no choice but to heal or be stuck. And btw did God bless you with a great sense of humor or what? Socio flu! love it