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.)
Is Opn: Stepping in, and with lots of experience and research, — no, nothing will ever make a difference, not right now, not with what we know, and most definitely not with help from someone they have already been using as just another tool.
OMG. I wish I could tell you something else. I married one when I was 18, and I have a son who is now in his late 30s who also has shown all the signs.
My answer is for you to focus on yourself. Heal yourself. If there is ever any hope for someone this disordered, then it will come from someone other than you, because the first part is that they have to stop playing like they know all the answers, and with you, they already have you “under their thumb.”
In a perfect world, one day, they will have learned lessons from people other than us, in a regimented setting, and they will come back to us and say, “I’m so terribly sorry.”
But that is not now. Not even the moderate Ss. I’m so sorry to say this. I’ve had enough personal experience to know that I’m telling you the real deal here.
Rune: Thak you for sharing. I know the real deal but with medicine today and a med for everything, I just had a slight glimmer of hope, but I know there is none out there for this disease if I can call it that. I get hooked on terms. S is enough of a term.
I have read the genetics of an S, and in my own life know it can be passed on.
And NC ever!
Just when you think life is going about good and NC is right on, you come home today and decide to check the mailbox and even though you know there is no mail because of the day it is, you find a bag of goodies from the S. More mind control. They just don’t want to be forgotten. Inside is a book called, “May You Always Have An Angel On Your Side”, a book of poems (S knows I love poems), a stuffed animal that says Kiss on a pillow in it’s mouth, and a card with a personal recording of “I can’t fight this feeling anymore” REO.
Maybe this S has recently learned a lesson from one of his victims and now with no one in sight to mess with, presents himself here in my mailbox.
Ugh talk about feeling nauseas.
Tried not to let it ruin the evening. The games continue when you were pretty sure time out was called.
Tomorrow is a new day. I will continue to heal, and I am so relieved I do not live these games everyday anymore!
Thanks Rune
Goodnight
Is Opn: For you to see this play for what it is — WOW! You are so present and aware.
Keep breathing, and see your own true self in the mirror. You know the odds on whether this person can ever be rehabilitated. The odds are even less that you can help — because he already knows he can “play” you.
You are such a rare bird if you can see this right now and step away so you don’t get hurt even more.
If it helps, imagine me as an angel on your right shoulder saying, “you go, girl! Yep! You are absolutely correct! And, now, step away . . .”
Hugs to you.
In all the years I was married to her I always felt there was something wrong in her head. I walked on eggshells for years, as she pursued her career, bought expensive clothing and furnishings, as she repeatedly left the children with me and did whatever she wanted anyime she wanted.
I read a great deal about narcissists (NPD) and sociopaths during our separation and divorce periods and learned a great deal about her. She is a malignant and toxic narcissist with severe problems. I was always fearful of going against her wishes. She had me believing that she had the children’s best interests at heart in keeping me close by, at her beck and call. I finally gained the strength to say “no more” and go against her will. That’s when her true colors shined the greatest and confirmed everything my family has said for years. She was and is angry that she has zero control over me now.
About the “stare”. While I sat and testified in my custody hearing, she stared me down in attempts to intimidate as I dispelled the lies and spin that she had testified to. The anger and hate were clearly evident towards my attorney as she exposed her on the stand. Without fear, I stared her down until she finally turned away. That was empowering.
Now that I won the custody battle (she moved across country to be with her boyfriend) that she initiated and cost me over six figures, I call her on every lie, spin and attempted manipulation of me and my children. I only communicate via email to document everything. I utilize the court’s parental order, parental consultant’s directives and child support services to assure that she complies with the law and what is right for the children. This is costly to me, but the only way that she is compliant. Without this, she would (and does) continue to move through life only abiding by what she wants and fulfilling her needs over everyone else’s regardless of how detrimiental it is to our children.
This thread reminds me of the book “Women who Love Psychopaths.” One of the best books I read while recovering. It talks about how most of the women describe the feel of their psychos; the psychos felt different!! I experienced this 100%. Him and I even talked about it, and he chalked it up to mysticism and his higher connection to GOD (he was grandiose:). I have often wondered if the brain chemistry of a psycho causes a different “feel” then the normal loving man. How else can this common experience be explained?
DEar Taborcole,
Glad you seem to have your feet under you after all that trauma! Good for you! Good fo ryou taking care of your children. Good for you for protecting your children from her. Good for HER that she’s far away from you and them!
Is opn, I wish I could tell you that there is ANYTHING that will “help” or fix the psychopaths, but the more you read and learn, the more you can see that there is NOTHING that can help. I also have a Psychopathic son who is a MONSTER, and a killer. He is in prison, but even that doesn’t stop him from plotting and attempting more murder and mayhem. My biological father was a psychopath as well, and I know of two murders he committed, and he claims more.
Even the “lower level” ones that are not so physically violent are not “fixable” and you can’t implant a conscience in them. Dr Leedom has posted some research on “what” may be the “missing pieces” in them, so read some of her articles and it might answer your questions on “what” is wrong if that is of interest to you. Keep on reading though about how they behave etc. so that you can learn to spot them in the future. You have NOT seen your last psychopath and it behooves us all to learn to spot them as early on as possible before we get ZINGED again. Learn what it is about you that makes you vulnerable to them as well. That’s all part of our healing process and our “safety net.”
Yes, Oxy: I agree with your advice. If a “cure” ever shows up, we won’t be the ones who can deliver it. They would never receive it from us, because they already have established, in their own minds, that we are just here to be toyed with and exploited and thrown away.
But that evaluation of US is only in their twisted minds. Our process includes erasing all the nasty things they ever said to us or about us,. Those were lies. As long as we give their words any credibility, they can continue to hurt us. So we must remember — they are pathological liars.
The red flag feeling I ought to have heeded was the way the xS makes people ESPECIALLY those he is honing in on feel good. He can get someone who is a total stranger to hire him for a sensitive job that anyone else would be screened for in less than half an hour. He makes others feel overly involved in a very short time and overly trusting in a VERY short time. He has perfected the art of appearing pitiful. The interesting thing now about this appearing pitiful act, is just how much power he has in a brief amount of contact with anyone by using it. He keeps his abuses behind closed doors and only for his family to suffer. The rest of the world thinks he is a man who is vulnerable trying his best to change his life for the betterment of his moral character and others.
There was no one to turn to when he struck out with his worst deceptions against me. Even the local police let him get away with the most blatant offenses * hitting someone else in public* He ALWAYS has a story that makes him a savior in any situation *The guy was going to strike his girlfriend so I had to hit him* whatever it is, he tells the story so well with such humility that he is always let go with a warning. He redoubles his efforts to impress should anyone have even a smidge of doubt.
I stopped trying to tell anyone local about what he is doing because he always managed to make me take on the guilt. Usually he ended up getting some promotion at work out of my “telling” The bystanders don’t get to see the “stare” and they don’t recognize that glibness and controlling for what it is. They cannot see past the act and the over charming. I KNOW they MUST see that his experience does not match his claims but, they don’t care!
These people are so very practiced at controlling and manipulating the actions of others by devious acts and stories it’s astounding. Being without a conscience you are free to concentrate on how best to get what YOU want. It’s all they do. They’ve done it all their lives. If you know what to look for early on you can stay out of their way…when I met this devastating beast I had no clue. But looking back, the “stare” was there, the glibness, the overly charming ways, the “appearing overly blameless in everything…all the red flags were there. And yes, they DO give you a “feeling” I mistook it for an abundance of caring…or interest in me or others.
Hard, hard lesson learned and a huge price still being paid. I am alive that is no small thing after six years with this person. OUT and alive. The healing is slow to happen..the restoration of my life and relationships slower still…
The savior complex in the S. LOL!!!
AliceA said:
Even the local police let him get away with the most blatant offenses * hitting someone else in public* He ALWAYS has a story that makes him a savior in any situation *The guy was going to strike his girlfriend so I had to hit him* whatever it is, he tells the story so well with such humility that he is always let go with a warning. He redoubles his efforts to impress should anyone have even a smidge of doubt.”
Wow that sounds familiar. My father is a violent drunk asshole. When the s met my father the first time, my father had a fit. The s told me that if my father tried even as much as raising hands at me, he would knock his teeth out. Hmmm….What a great deceptive mask. The s as the savior and hero, That’s how they gain your trust and make you feel cared about. What a lie.
The s also told me that when he met me I was a “mess” and he had “saved me”. I used to ask him “saved me from what?” and he would just smirk. He used to say this all the time.
The s also was very sensitive about women he knew that were physically abused by their boyfriends. He would tell me about these poor girls etc. He even offered this one friend to “take care” of her abusive boyfriend. Ironic, isn’t it?