Imagine you can make yourself invisible (at will) and, thereby, effectively innoculate yourself against the consequences of your violating behaviors.
This playful scenario posits a power bordering on omnipotent. You can do what you want, when you want, to whom you want, secure in the knowledge that you can get away with it.
Your invisibility effectively liberates you from the normal rules and boundaries that regulate interpersonal conduct.
Now let’s be honest”¦with this power, how many of us would use it for our own amusement, and to our own advantage?
The true answer: most of us?
Remember, I said “let’s be honest.”
None of us, of course, so far as I know, possesses this power, thank goodness”¦and let me add that, while I suspect many of us would find some temptingly interesting ways to wield it, I am not suggesting that, endowed with such superpower, most of us would use it in cruel, hurtful ways.
As a matter of fact I think that, for many of us, possessing such a power would carry a burden. I imagine, for instance, a clash ensuing—a clash between opposing forces. That is, between a first force, call it our primitive thirst for self-gratification, and a second force (and the only force with the power to keep the first in check)—our conscience (our heeding of which enables us to sleep reasonably well at night).
So what am I getting at here?
Although I’m not suggesting that sociopaths operate with a belief in their literal invisibility, many of them, I am suggesting, operate with a metaphorically comparable mindset. I call it the immunity mindset.
The immunity mindset, as I’ve implied above, is a mentality characterized especially by the audacious belief and confidence that one can transgress others with, well, immunity.
It must be a heady feeling, indeed, to harbor the conviction that you can pull off sh*t most others would simply find too risky and, more importantly, too shameful to endeavor?
By way of example, imagine that you’re on a crowded subway and are seized with the lascivious impulse to grope an unsuspecting neighbor? The non-sociopath seized with such an impulse may consider it briefly, entertain and even enjoy the fantasy, but then retires it harmlessly.
He retires it for several reasons, chief among them his fear, first of all, of being caught, and just as deterrently, because he knows that the shame that would ensue from his action would supercede, probably greatly, the gratification to be enjoyed from his exploitive act.
Shame, we know, is a powerful deterrent against antisocial behavior. And so it follows that a lack of shame is a wonderful asset to carry into an exploitative endeavor.
Sociopaths, lacking and unencumbered by shame—specifically the anxiety, self-consciousness, negative self-judgement and nervousness that accompany shame—find themselves thus freely poised to engage in exploitative behaviors from which non-sociopaths will typically desist, and to do so, moreover, with the imperturbability of supremely composed individuals.
Their lack of shame, in other words, enables their composure.
In my subway example, the sociopath will grope his neighbor because, first of all, he wants to (and sociopaths, remember, do and take what they want); furthermore, because he lacks, as noted, the anticipatory shame that typically deters most of us from “acting-out” our violating impulses; and finally (and to the heart of this column), because he is as confident as if he were invisible that he will get away with his violation.
Let us imagine, for instance, that his victim whirls around and accuses the sociopath, publicly, of groping her. The non-sociopath would find such a public accusation mortifying. The sociopath, however, just as securely as though he’d been invisible, will calmly deny the charge, or else just as calmly finger the guy standing next to him as the guilty party.
He might say, with remarkable equanimity, “I don’t know what you’re talking about”¦you’ve got the wrong guy”¦.I wasn’t even standing here”¦so it couldn’t have been me. It was that guy.”
Now what kind of world is this in which the sociopath is living?
It is a world in which others are the ultimate objects with which to jerk around, toy, menace, and entertain himself: a world in which he, the sociopath, can imagine doing pretty much anything he wants to anyone, while enjoying, if not relishing, his perceived immunity from accountability.
This is another way of suggesting that many sociopaths aren’t just playing, in fantasy, the game of imagine if you were invisible, how would you exploit your power? Effectively, they are carrying this mentality, what I call the immunity mindset, into the real world.
It is a mindset steeped in a deep, grandiose sense of omnipotence; a mindset, I would add, that leaves the sociopath feeling empowered, and at liberty, to violate others sinisterly with his strange, striking, signature lack of worry, shame and constraint.
(My use of “he” in this, and other posts, is not to suggest that females are not capable of the behaviors described. This article is copyrighted (c) 2009 by Steve Becker, LCSW.)
Tilly,
Like to share this with you and other members here at LF.
Once soon after my ex s/p was gone and we stopped all contact with her by phone. After she broke her problem not to give our phone to anyone else and I having received a call from her now “new” soulmate who threaten me about having my sons write some letter to her about how they felt about visiting her or having them call her. I told her before that if she broke this problem that I would change our home phone number and she would never get the new one. Which she never did.
My oldest son told me how his friend’s mother received an unexpected call from some friend of my now ex s/p. My son’s friends mother is from the Philippines so the reader might want to keep this in mind plus she never really knew my ex s/p very well to begin with. So one night a caller called and got his mother on the phone and then asked for D’s home phone number knowing that my son’s friend had our new number.
Well unknown to the caller and I believe my ex s/p (we never really know who this person was but believe it to be the new boyfriend) my son’s friend and his mother never had a very close relationship and she didn’t know most of her son’s friend let alone their phone numbers.
Also to note his mother forgot to turn off the answering machine when she answered this call so this call was accidentally recorded. My oldest son’s friend was nice enough to allow us to listen to the message.
The call went like this:
*Also of interest the caller tried to disguise his voice but did a really bad job at it.
Caller: I am looking for D and wanted to know if you could give me her home phone number?
Friend’s mother: Who do you want?
Caller: I looking for D and wanted to know if you have her home phone number?
Friend’s mother: There is no D that lives here? Why you call me?
Caller: I know she doesn’t live there I just want you to give me her home phone number!
Friend’s mother: I don’t understand, No D lives here! Why you call me?
Caller: So you won’t give me her home phone number?
Friend’s mother: Who is D? She doesn’t live here! What you want?
Friend’s mother: Okay then. (Caller hung up)
Now the friend’s mother didn’t know who D was and also didn’t have that information. I guess because she was from another country they thought they could trick her into giving the caller our new home phone number. These of course are all the signs of a manipulator but it didn’t work.
Now we will go back a day before I heard the recorded message myself….
The night my oldest son came and told me about this call so (remember I at this time don’t know about the recording) I thought D left her new boyfriend and might be back in this state.
What happens next is something I never experienced before and hope to God never again.
I had a major panic attack but at the time didn’t know that!
Just with the thought that she might return I started feeling like I was having a heart attack.
I have all the signs….
Numbest in my right arm
Tightness of the chest
Blood rushing to my head
Feeling like I would pass out
Feeling of hopelessness and a sense thread
Feeling like I was would die
I called my brother-in-law and asked him if he would drive me to the hospital because I believed I was having a stroke and he did drive me there.
The doctors ran all the necessary tests to determine if I indeed was having a stroke or heart attack. But my entire tests came back with a good bill of health and that I wasn’t having an heart attack.
The good doctors then suggested I see a psychologist, which I did the following week
All this just thinking she might return? This of course got me thinking what else is wrong with me?
Of course this happened three years ago and something like this wouldn’t happen again but it shows the effect these people can have on us in the beginning of our healing and understanding just what we are dealing with.
So Tilly when you talks about:
I had a brief panic attack, followed by lots of laughter (release), followed by lots of confusion”trying to work out HOW I FEEL”couldn’t work it out for about half an hour, NO SADNESS OR ANGER, then a BIG RUSH OF RELIEF and a “wish he didn’t have my dog and my things” feeling.
I know what you mean!
Sorry there are a few typo’s with this draft, one being “problem” s/b promise… LOL
Meg so glad you are making forward steps. It is a process. A journey but you are moving forward and no longer stuck in the ditch.
Tilly Awesome! Glad it was brief discomfort followed by victory over panic.
Slimone So related to your comment. All of it. Knowing, denying, denying some more, pride of not wanting to admit my mistake and the fact that I let a good guy get away to keep the loser.
and mellow like old piss, yep that is for sure! LOL!
James I suffered from panic attacks for years and finally got a grip on them with medication. Mine make me faint. Scary stuff what the mind can do to the body.
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James, that is a very scary panic attack you had, I am so glad you went to the hospital! That was a very smart thing to do. That phone recording you wrote down is weird, I’m so glad the lady didn’t understand and didn’t give have the number!!!!!
shabbychic2
Same here! Interesting that only my ex s/p knew my oldest friends phone number so I know she was behind this deceitful act and condom it.. Yes, if anyone has a “panic attack” please get it check out! I learned later that these attacks look and feel like just a heart attack or stroke.
Joy
Yes they are scary. But again I never had one before or since. Thank God! Glad to hear there are meds for this condition. I never knew that?
Hi James and Tilly and ShabbyChic:)
I hope things are good and peaceful for you today.xx
Panic attacks: Yikes! I have never had them before this year, I had 3 in total over April – beginning of May, and thankfully they’ve subsided now, but what a scary experience!
The first was in public, I was at a gig and went to the bathroom, came back and couldn’t see my friend because it was dark (one of my first ventures ‘out into the real world’ since the D&D, I guess I suddenly felt alone and vulnerable) and the next thing I knew I felt like I was having a heart/ asthma attack and my mind was capsizing! Awful.:(
The next was when I was with a male friend and he asked me about a book I had read, my mind went blank and I couldn’t remember the details and I fainted! I guess the trigger was that the s/p I knew was always asking questions about things I did or read or thought, how I felt about god, religion (and magic?!) etc, but it always felt treacherous, not like actual interest in my opinion, and I now see it was often a way of undermining me or trying to trip me up or demonstrate his superiority of mind over me.(I know what I know if you know what I mean and I am good at what I am good at – I am no genius and I dont need to be!) So big panic at feeling like I was in that situation again! Of course I wasn’t, my friend is not trying to laugh at me because I cant quote Shakespeare verbatim and am therefore an idiot – that is the creep’s game and he is not here anymore… awful feelings.
And the last was just in my kitchen for no reason I can fathom whatsoever!
PA’s are really terrible things, I hope it never happens again I can honestly say the first one I had was one of the most frightening experiences of my life:(
xxxxx
James:
What a nightmare! I cannot tell a lie though…I have changed my mobile phone number six times since i left the ex P.
One of my major triggers for PTSD are phonecalls. I can’t answer them at all unless I know who is calling.
There are a few other major ones too. That I know Oxy had after her trojan horse P.
But I am so ecstatic that people on LF have acknowledged my progress on latest citing of P and his victim. Thankyou so so much!
Rosa: There are eight women to one man on the Gold Coast in Australia, so the male P’s have their choice of victims. I think the female Ps might have to go further afar to catch a victim in Oz.
What is so sad for the victim, but funny for me, (its an honest program!) is that the pretty little Indian is a gold digger and the P dentist is a racist underneath, so between them they should eventually devalue each other into the ground.!
P.S. That means I have had six new phone numbers since last November..
Tilly,
Phone calls OMG!
I still catch myself jumping whenever I get a phone call I am not expecting. As for changing phone numbers again OMG I had to change all my cells number and land line phone numbers twice. They will use phone numbers and calls like a weapon to get whatever they feel entitle too. My family always had a house rule and never to call people after 10:00 PM unless it’s very important. Of course s/p don’t have any rules so one can expect a call at anytime or any place if they have your number.