In a prior post, I discussed some differences between the narcissist and sociopath, a focus I’d like to continue in this post. For convenience’s sake, I’m going to use “he” and “him” throughout, although we can agree that “she” and “her” could easily be substituted.
The narcissist, if I were to boil his style down to one sentence, is someone who demands that his sense of self (and self-importance) be propped-up on a continual basis. Without this support—in the form of validation, recognition, and experiences of idealization—the narcissist feels depleted, empty, depressed.
The narcissist struggles to define himself independently and sustainedly as significant and worthwhile. The fragility of his sense of self is no big news; it is how he manages his fragility, his insecurity, that is telling.
The narcissist, for instance, feels entitled to a sense of inner comfort and security. More specifically, he feels entitled to what he requires in order to experience an unbroken state of inner comfort.
But wait a second? Don’t we all feel somewhat entitled to what we need in order to feel secure and comfortable?
Most of us, after all, feel entitled to the air we breath that keeps us alive. You might feel entitled, when dehydrated, to a cold stream of water from your kitchen faucet? Imagine feeling an intense thirst, yet when you twist the faucet, no water comes out? The pipes are empty”¦everywhere in the house.
You are deeply thirsty, and yet the water you count on to salve your thirst is being withheld. In this circumstance, especially if your thirst is great, you might feel outraged? Incensed? Even panicked?
You might even feel furious enough to hurl curses and imprecations on the forces conspiring to frustrate your thirst!
Imagine the narcissist’s thirst as constant and deep—a thirst for things like recognition, appreciation, for validation of his importance, and special signifigance. When the narcissist’s thirst for recognition is unmet, it is no small matter—anymore than it would be a small matter to find a spigot unresponsive in the midst of your urgent thirst.
In other words, the frustration of his demand of recognition is a major disappointment, a major problem for the narcissist—a problem felt not merely as an inconvenience, but as a threat to his fundamental equilibrium, sense of security, and comfort.
In a certain sense, then, that the narcissist feels “entitled” doesn’t make him a narcissist. It is what he feels “entitled to” that is most relevant.
Specifically, it is his sense of entitlement to an undisturbed stream of others’ approval, admiration and recognition that most separates the narcissist from the non-narcissist.
But the narcissist demands more than others’ idealization; he also demands others to idealize. The narcissist needs to idealize others.
For instance, when he finally meets, yet again, the “perfect woman,” he puts her on a pedestal—i.e., he idealizes her. Idealizing her—putting her on a pedestal—makes for thrill and excitement (which, by the way, he misjudges again and again as fulfillment).
After all, he is tasting perfection. He must be pretty special to have the enviable attention of someone so perfectly, admirably beautiful. He looks and feels good thanks to the reflection of her perfection on himself.
One of many problems here is that idealized states are inherently temporary and unsustainable; they don’t hold up permanently; they are fraught all the time with dangers of collapse.
Thus, the narcissist can’t permanently hold his idealizations. And he finds their collapse, over and over again, discouraging and deeply disillusioning. But instead of recognizing the futility of his need, he will blame the formerly idealized object for failing to have remained as perfect, and perfectly satisfying, as he demanded.
The narcissist loses something urgent here, namely the key to his feeling of vitality. Inarticulately, he feels betrayed; and in his sense of betrayal, he feels angry, even enraged.
Enter his “contempt.” The underbelly of the narcissist’s idealizing is his contempt. The narcissist tends to vacillate between experiences of idealization and contempt. In either case (or “state”), others are regarded as objects—objects, we shall see, not quite in the sense that sociopaths regard others as objects.
For the narcissist, others have an obligation to maintain his peace of mind. In the narcissist’s world, it is on others, through their cooperation with his demands, to ensure his ongoing inner comfort and satisfaction. When meeting his demands, others are idealized; when disappointing him, they are devalued contemptuously.
What else does the narcissist demand? The narcissist on pretty much a constant basis demands various forms of reassurance. It may be reassurance of his attractiveness, superiority, special status in a girlfriend’s eyes (and history). He may seek reassurance of his virility, that he is still feared, respected, admired, idealized, and otherwise perceived as impressive.
For the narcissist, such reassurance, even when felt, proves always only temporarily satisfying, and is translated as something like, “I’m okay, for now. I’ve still got it. I’m still viable.”
In his pursuit of reassurance, the narcissist is a very controlling individual. His controlling tendencies arise from his desperation—his desperation, that is, for the reassurance he demands. And desperate people tend to be heedless of the boundaries of those who have what they want.
The narcissist, for instance, may grill his partner controllingly about her ex-boyfriends in order to establish (demand assurances of) his unique, special status with her. Or, he may text her during the day compulsively, in the guise of his interest in, and love, for her, when, in fact, it is not about his love or interest but rather about his demand to know that she is thinking about him that drives his invasive behavior.
He will rationalize his invasiveness as his thoughtfulness and love of her. And he will feel entitled to an immediately reassuring response, anything less than which will activate his anger/rage.
The narcissist’s legendary self-centeredness, to some extent, is a function of the fact that so much, if not all, of his energy is invested in resolving anxious questions about his present standing.
He is vigilantly afraid lest his present, fragilely, and externally supported status be upended, a development he struggles to tolerate. Consumed as he is with obviating this disaster, he has little energy left with which to be genuinely interested in others.
How about the sociopath? What’s his deal?
To begin with, the sociopath lacks the narcissist’s insatiable underlying neediness. Unlike the narcissist, the sociopath’s violating behaviors stem less from a deep insecurity than from his impulsive or calculated greed, and especially his basic view of others as objects, as tools, to be exploited for his entertainment, amusement and ongoing acquisitive agenda.
The sociopath is a more purely exploitative individual than the narcissist. For the narcissist, others are desperately needed, and demanded, as validators. Athough the narcissist will use and exploit others, he does so typically with the ulterior motive of reassuring himself, on some level, of his persisting viability.
For the sociopath, others are his potential “play-things,” their value a function of the gratification that can be extracted from them.
The less validating you are, the less worth you have for the narcissist.
The less exploitable you are, the less worth you have for the sociopath.
Said differently, the narcissist uses others as a means to establish (or reestablish) the sense, and view, of himself, as special, impressive, dominant, compelling, whereas the sociopath uses others more for the pure amusement of it; more for the sheer entertainment of seeing what he can get away with (and how); and/or for the immediate satisfaction of his present tensions, itch, and/or greed.
The term “malignant narcissist” seems to me to describe the sociopath more accurately than the narcissist. This term has been used to describe megalomaniacal individuals whose grandiosity and sinister appetite for control (over others) better reflect, to my mind, psychopathic processes of exploitation.
The “malignant narcissist” is, to my mind, driven by the sociopath’s (or psychopath’s) pursuit of omnipotent control over those he seeks to exploit. He is a power-hungry, often charismatic, ruthless and exploitative personality whose grandiosity serves more psychopathic than classically narcissistic purposes.
Don’t misunderstand me: The malignant narcissist is someone whose most toxic narcissistic qualities have attained malignant status (hence the concept). In the end, however, he is as coldblooded, callous, exploitative and deviant a creature as the most dangerous sociopath.
Does it matter, finally, whether a cult figure like, say, Jim Jones, who led hundreds of his followers to mass suicide, was a “malignant narcissist” or psychopath? Not if you regard the terms, and destructiveness of the personalities, as essentially indistinguishable, as I do.
(This article is copyrighted (c) 2009 by Steve Becker, LCSW.)
I wonder what happens to the old Narcissists who don’t get what they want. I tangled with one of those a few years ago at work. He was younger and attractive, and flirted with me regularly until I was convinced he was genuinely interested. Then I expressed interest. Then we had a disagreement about something work related and I became a permanent object of ridicule. It’s been a few years. I no longer work with or see this person. He always had trouble getting/maintaining relationships- he could never get them to stick- always blaming the women. He’ll never have anyone- he is so unpleasant. What happens when Narcissists become old and unattractive and are no longer able to get the attention they crave?
Sistersister: S/Ps come in all sorts of sizes, shapes, and intentions, with different IQs, MOs, and ETCs. On this site we see a lot of the “sweep her off her feet” style (if I can generalize), with some intention of binding her close to then tromp all over her in a variety of ways. (And the men who have been similarly treated can swap around genders in my description and probably nod their heads as well.)
HOWEVER, even when you “know” what they look like, you still may not recognize the one that comes along with a completely different game. A dedicated predator, with a different style will have a lot of fun with NOT sweeping the “prey” with an overdose of “I’m everything you ever hoped for.” Like a fly fisherman, delicate touch.
Some of them are in it for “the long con.” In my case I really did not know the devastation he was working behind the scenes — to my face he was the attentive, funny, kind . . . blah, blah, blah. No rages against me, no physical threats, no obvious anything. And I thought I was immune to his charm. I saw him charm others, but he played me perfectly. He was sooo “authentic.”
If you want an inside look at the personality of the victims, read “Women Who Love Psychopaths.” Good research and a most illuminating read.
Allure – Think its called Just Desserts!!! My last words to my “x-tox” (to quote Jimindiana) – was : please consider taking the time to look within yourself – to get to know all of you, since you only seem to know the perfect parts of you. Invest as much time and effort into yourself as you do on the outside and fooling others – because Im thinking you may end up one of those miserable old men in a wheelchair who will have to pay a nurses aide to be your companion (which means you may want to consider that you actually have to start working to make money – instead of feeling entitled to everything and everyone (and their belongings) who cross your path. I felt I was being nice when I said this to him, but really it would have been best if I said nothing at all.
learnedthe lesson:
“…you may end up one of those miserable old men in a wheelchair who will have to pay a nurses aide to be your companion (which means you may want to consider that you actually have to start working to make money…”
I am laughing my ass off.
I remember S telling me, during one of the periodic pity plays he ran “I’m going to have a stroke like me mother.” His mother was brain dead after her second stroke and has been kept on life support for over 3 years.
All I remember thinking was something to the effect “that would be too easy for you. I want you incapacitated in a wheelchair. Then I’m going to go to nursing school. And then I’m going to become your nurse and ram that needle in as hard as I can times a day.”
S forgot that old saying — You should be careful what you wish for. As for me, I do rather think I would enjoy being his “Angel of Mercy.”
Matt – LOL! Boy oh boy bet Kathleen is loving these “Anger” related posts! But me thinks she mentioned she is doing another blog on Anger –gracefully and safely! LOL Thankfully we cant get boinked by Oxy YET – because we arent quite at that stage and havent completely learnED graceful anger yet!
“This is interesting, and as he says, it really doesn’t matter which label you apply, you’re marked as a victim just by knowing them.”
What I find interesting is not the makeup of the perpetrator but that of the victim. Don’t both sides suffer from some form of narcissism? -sistersister
sistersister…I have a “label” for the targets/victims: “Normal”
Regular loving, caring, empathetic people with experiences…all different and yet all the same-“non-P”
Allure-where do old Narcissists go…family, old friends…heck…nursing homes…anywhere they can create chaos.
Support for Kindheart is needed right now. If you are online and able to offer additional support please locate her post under the “Guideline” blog. Thank you everyone.
I’m not a newbie but I haven’t posted for a while and have been devouring all the information on this site since I split from my ex-N/P three years ago.
You know what’s REALLY funny to me in retrospect?
Just before I found out my ex-N/P was not who he claimed to be, I got the book “The Sociopath Next Door” by Martha Stout and was reading it in bed with him lying beside me!! LOL! He must have been dying of laughter inside!
But, even with the book and all it’s great advice, right there at my fingertips – I STILL DIDN’T RECOGNIZE HIM!!!
That was three years ago now and I can finally see the humor in it now but it was three very hard years and the realization that, in order to be “normal,” I had to eliminate the source of my weaknesses in the first place: my narcissistic mother.
But I still can’t figure out (despite this great article) whether he’s truly a Malignant Narcissist or a P. And you know what? It really doesn’t matter anymore because, like others have said, it all amounts to the same damned thing in the end: TOXIC!
I am now involved with a very calm, rationale, consistent (which, in mho, is the MOST important trait of all), and honestly loving person I’ve ever met.
So, my two bits worth is this: you can read all the self-help books you want, but at the end of the day it’s up to you to PAY ATTENTION to any red flags (which we’ve all had) and get the hell outta there if you’re feeling like you’re on puppet strings.
jofary…good to see you. At least he wasn’t lying there reading “Women Who Love…S/P/N/TOXIC PEOPLE”…he wasn’t, was he? Now, that would be SCARY!
Glad you found “consistent”!
I’m pretty much boring, but I haven’t been “discovered” yet.
Works for me. If it don’t for them, well, that’s life…I’ll stay under the radar…invisible can be good, too.
TOWANDO!…your two bits has value here.
Jim (Boring one) – Im laughing my ass off. If youre boring, than Im the quiet type with nothing much to say!
More like Im becoming so forgetful in my old age…Speaking of you being boring and me being tight lipped, meant to shoot you a comment earlier about your kilt comment. Do NOT laugh, based on your post Im assuming they have built in britches??? No clue, and not sure if I really want to know, but am curious?
And how in the world did you know I SO need a hint when it comes to certain jokes !! (ram/ewe) ps. GREAT hint!!! Thanks