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.)
what a great post…so scary now looking back, as my ex P has the ‘intense stare’ I interpreted it as confidence, ability to withstand love and beauty…ha ha and I fell into his eyes like a rabbit in the headlights…hadn’t a chance.
RUNE!!!
You articulated it….
‘we’de watch a movie and he would follow the action, but he didnt really “get” the emotional turns of the plot’
Yes….you have put words on something that has baffled me …he would not get good movies, he would get big simpleton comedies and laugh at the most inappropriate moments…sometimes he would “look” as if he was really laughing…but it was an act…and he found it tiring to do…hence we didnt get through many movies. He liked cartoons like the simpsons, southpark and even kids ones…when I would insist on seeing a great movie, lots of drama and emotion he would sneer and call it stupid…everything was an act to him….leaving him very tired..they sleep alot..he would grind his teeth and snore like a screechy pig!
I began to just know it was all an act, but I didnt really know for what…now I do, because of this site..so much is being explained that left me staring into space. My nightmares have stopped and I’m getting warm happy glimpses of giving up going after him….there is something great about how certain I am …he is about to fall. I’m not wasting my life and money trying to make him accountable….for today anyhow!
Well, I’m home now! I’m sorry all this is kinda spillin’ out of me now that I feel safe here…….But it helps so much to know others “get it”.
More thoughts on strength…..I WAS a strong person. I held everything together. I managed everything about the home, kids, family (extended), holidays, finances, landscaping, scheduling, shopping, etc. so my husband could work (sometimes 70 hours a week or more) eat, fish, do firewood, and do things for the church. I thought that I had everything I could expect from a marriage, and if it wasn’t enough – well, that was discontent and that was sinful. I was everything my parents wanted me to be, and more. I had extensive hobbies. I did volunteer work. I did many things at church. I was strong as a bank vault, on the outside. I didn’t even know that on the inside was this really hurting person who was crying out for a voice, and who really wanted to FLEE the country if an opportunity presented itself. Enter Mr. S.
I was strong, but now I am broken, and it feels so good. I don’t have to do it all by myself. That wounded inner person gets a chance to speak up and be heard. Now I am not finding strength in myself, but strength from the Lord, because “He who is in you is greater than he who is in the world”, and my husband, who is finally on my team. I broke up w/ S before I even knew what he was. God put me on my eliptical that morning at that time to watch that TV show where I heard the word Sociopath for the very first time, and then led me here after more research. Thank you God!
And thank you everyone here for being a judgement free zone where victims on both sides of the marriage fence can speak freely.
Dear cutandrun
It is funny your store. My ex S was doing this on the internet with OWs. We were married for 22 years. He was telling them the same stories. He a movie star(posted pictured of himself when he was 15 years younger), this and that and me (his wife) a very bad person but he was staying with me because of the children. He was saying that the children did not like me and they could not live without him.. He was also saying that he gave me a new 4WD and a new house and I was so ungrateful. (the reality was exactly the opposite)
For me he was saying, the people he as spending time on the internet were friends from college that he found them on the net. That it would be so good if we both could meet them (but they were overseas from the country where we came from). He was inventing all those stories about reunion and bla, bla. He posted photos of our children, and also gave telephone calls. He was always telling me about them and also telling me a different story for each one of them (in fact the THEM was a SHE). Alwyas so friendly with me , but I noticed some confliting versions on his stories and then was when the red flags went up. After 4 months of this he decided to go solo around Xmas time because it would be very expensive to go in 4 and I could not leave the children behind. From there he was alwyas calling us and saying how much he was missing us (actually he was calling from inside her house when she was not around) . But he never gave us the telephone number of where he was staying (which friend he was staying). I had a problem in paying one of his bills (his credit card he left behind for me to use and pay some of his bills did not work) so I had to call him to sort the pproblem. I did not know where to call. So I asked the phone company to give a reading of the most frequent numbers he rang and from there I called the number. Guess what? I identified myself as his wife and need to talk to him urgently. The person who answered the phone (the daugther) said. He does not have a wife he is going to marry my mum. WOWWWWWW. He got to the phone and spoke in English (the other family could not speak English) and all nice and sweety came with all different stories and saying that he was leaving to another friends house and so on and on.
Well later I found out the lady had three kids and was about to sell her house and give the money to him for him to bring to this country and later on bring her and her daugthers. I foun out on time warned her and confronted him . Gave him a second chance because I could not do anything because I was completely unprepared . Put my plans together and when he done the same thing at a second time with another lady, I got him by hte balls. He went againg and when he wanted to come back I had changed my name, and transferred all the assets on my name and we are in peace and the children do not want to talk to him.
HA….That stare….OMG….it reminded me of the times I was intrigued by why my husband didn’t ‘blink’ much…..
This is the thing that ‘catches’ me when I am out minding my own business in the world….
THE EYES!
There is, indeed, a certain blankness about them….
Everything is just so forced….
I remember when the kids were young, I was ‘camera mom’….S had what I called sleepy eyes….He looked all doped up in pictures (knowing now he probably was) So when the digi ere emerged and we could view pics immediately, I would say to him……can i please have bright eyes…..I actually practiced with him smiling with ‘meaning’ behind it. He never got it. there was a time when all the kids and us stood in front of the mirror doing ‘bright eyes’…..try it…..smiling with your eyes too! there really is a difference is how we look AND FEEL!~ It’s that contagious smile.
Well….the ex S couldnt’ put happiness in his smile…..he always had blank/sleepy/drugged out eyes AND it wasn’t only in pictures.
In recent years, his forehead is all crinkled up now because he lives with his eyebrows cocked together like a ‘hmmmm’ look…..that is his ‘natural’ face posture.
It’s that BLANK look in the eyes.
But, I remember in younger years having stare offs with him…..for ‘fun’…….I wouldn’t have bothered if I had of known he was a professional starer…..PREDITORY STARER….. He always won….hands down.
It’s funny how memories get stirred up in us…….
Ya’ll have a great night…..I’m going shopping!
XXOO
Wow Brilliancy…how wonderful of you to warn the woman! The people on this site blow me away with how GOOD you are!
ErinB and all…yes on fake or missing smiles. Yes on fake laughter. YES on stares. And sometimes eyebrows stuck more in an haughty uplift, depending on their modus.
Cutandrun…a “Christian” healing counselor (??!!!) scary – oh, and a pastor, too. UGHHHHHH. Perfect positions to victimize more women. UGHHHHHHHHH. It is depressing actually.
I think I disabled the P in my life from the worst damage he does, I certainly hope so!
its done it kicked off ..police have been and I have been beaten, aswell as two of the kids hit as they tried to protect me..He decided to tell the kids mum ants me to elave and I dont want to go..i said because of your behaviour..he then went on the bed and refused to leave…He then abused me and made threats of beating me when the kids in bed..so i said leave now…he went to hit me, I ran, chase caught hit, youngest daughter injured by us falling on her…just made statement and already 5 times he has rung saying sorry then when that not work he threatening.
Dear Muldoon!!!
I know it is chaos but I am glad he is out the door. Please take care of yourself, you remember what happened the last time he left, the threats and the damage etc. File charges on him this time, and if necessary go to a domestic violence shelter, do not listen to him, do not talk to him. Don’t even answer the phone or the door and if he showes up at the door, call the cops! Go stay with a friend, whatever you have to do to stay safe!
You know he will lie to you to try to get back, you know he will threaten to try to get back. It has worked before so he will think he just has to “try harder’ to con or scare you this time, He will TRY harder and keep at it longer. DO NOT LISTEN TO HIM!!! NO CONTACT.
I am praying for you, sweetie! I know you can do it. come here and keep us up to date with how you are doing. We do care for you Muldoon! Having you come back ehre and toss him today is the answer to my prayers for you. STAY STRONG!!! (((HUGS))))
Muldoon:
You know what you must do……
You HAVE TO DO IT FOR YOU AND YOUR KIDS.
Follow through……legally, file a TPO, report any and ALL voilations….file for an extension…
NONE OF THIS TAKES AN ATTORNEY….some areas have advocates.. otherwise do it alone.
Press charges on him…..have the asshole arrested…..you need to document this…..
SURE …he’s sorry……but not for what you think. He sorry he was exposed, he’s sorry he’s losing and looking like an asshole.
He’s not sorry he put you and the kids through this behaviors……He’s not sorry he laid a hand on all of you….he is not sorry he HURT you!
H’e not normal……he never will be! PERIOD!!!
READ HIM!
You are at the starting point of your life….take the first steps…..
DOCUMENT IT ALL….through the police….file charges of domestic violence….this is what most of us wish we would have done……but didn’t……IT MAKES IT EASIER in the long run…..sure, it’s not what you had wished….but life doesn’t always turn out the way we had hoped…….it’s time to change your destiny……
I am so soryy it got to this……but it’s an opportunity for you to escape.
DO IT!
I am thnking about you and sending good mojo…..
show your children they have a protector and a strong mommy…..show them this is NOT OKAY and can’t be tolerated.
HUG THEM, LOVE THEM and keep them and yourself safe.
XXOO
EB
Hang tough. I’m SO SORRY you are having to got through this. It will be worth it and later it would be worse and worse.
Hugs to you. keep safe.
muldoon, jeez, I’m sorry you had to go through that, JAH is right, from what you’ve written it sounds like it will just get worse and worse. I can’t believe he said that crap about how he brings home money, big deal, so you’re supposed to be miserable the rest of your life with him because of that? And then see how he “blames” you when you’re pointing out the bad treatment he says “you’ve got too much time on your hands…” I’ve also been the soft touch too many times and I’m not doing it anymore, they must really believe they are pretty fantastic, I read the article also, been there — done that, not anymore. Your kids are so FABULOUS! Trying to protect you when he was after you, makes me cry, what a mess he has made of everything, someone who had it all and is unable to appreciate it. You can be strong for you and the kids, you can do it. Erin’s advice is awesome! Get help from a church or whatever you have to do. You are in my prayers, I hope that gives you some comfort.