A big problem we face in sizing up a partner is getting stuck on, or being seduced by, his “light side—”that is, his apparently (or genuinely) wonderful, engaging, admirable, gratifying qualities.
However, when we’re dealing with a sociopath, there is also the other side—the “dark side.”
By “dark side” I mean, essentially, the sociopath’s exploitive side. And by exploitive I mean, very specifically, his calculated use of leverage to betray you somehow; moreover, to betray you with gross insensitivity to your experience of the injury or insult he’s inflicted.
The “light side” of the man must never compensate for his “dark side,” regardless of how well-concealed, and rarely, the latter may surface.
Most of us would take six sunny days in exchange for one cold, dreary, rainy one. That’s a trade-off we’d probably gladly accept. It’s not perfect, but it’s good, and it does nothing to compromise our integrity.
Yet six days, six months, six years of the man’s light side must not mitigate a single instance, a single flash (let alone pattern) of his dark side. One act of exploitation, the very first, necessitates, however sadly, that we cut our losses with minimal delay and filibustering.
Yet, in case after case I see clients who, understandably, prefer not to see their partners’ dark side. They prefer, naturally, to see his light side—his strengths, what he can be, what he usually is, what he “really” is!
They seize on his capacity for sensitivity, thoughtfulness, tenderness, warmth, good humor, patience, soliticousness, you name it. They desperately want to convince themselves, if not others, that his capacities define his essence!
Because he can be thoughtful, his essence must be thoughtful! Because he can be sensitive, his essence must be sensitive! Because he can be unselfish and candid, his essence must be unselfish and honest! Because he can go periods when he’s not (apparently) screwing around, his essence must be faithful!
I’m not speaking here about flawed partners who screw up, who make mistakes, who lose their course, their priorities, and in so doing sometimes wound others badly. In our fallibility we can make a mess of things, and hurt the people we care and love. Whether our transgressions are forgivable is for those whom we’ve disappointed to decide.
But the man with the dark side is a different case. When he reveals the capacity to exploit, he’s not revealing his human face, but his inhuman face.
He’s revealing the face of his dark side.
And while it’s a sight you might like to avoid, you musn’t. While you’d rather turn away until the view of his “light side” resurfaces, you must not. You must, instead, see him, unmasked, and recognize him, unmasked.
You must recognize him for who he is, in his essence.
(My use of “he” in this article is for convenience’s sake and not meant to suggest that females aren’t capable of the behaviors discussed. This article is copyrighted (c) 2010 by Steve Becker, LCSW)
((((((((((((((((((stargazer))))))))))))))))))))
it’s just too much work some days.
i have needle holes around my hairline from sewing my game face on everyday. it is too heavy, and i am going to learn another way. i need to be more whatever i am on a daily basis.
my friendships have been strained by the spath experience – i am thinking new friends might be in order. and more time with myself. somehow the spell of trying to ‘keep on’ in the world has been broken by my accepting that it’s going to be one hell of a struggle to get food housing work for the next few months.
i want, most of all, to turn towards this ‘gift’ of devastation the spath left, and really use the opportunity to go in deep and heal the unhealed that left me open to this shit. i feel somehow that it really IS an opportunity. my concern is whether i can embrace it constantly and consistanly. but there is some energy burbling as more and more parts of myself get on baord with the idea. inner work. finding my true friendship with myself that is many years gone.
i wish you the very best today,
one step
Star, every time someone shares and rants about their catch 22, hard or stuck places it helps me immeasurably to see the qualities/parameters/ arcs of the self defeating stories I tell myself; which is the first step towards awareness and change for me.
So, thank-you.
🙂
Star:
Know i’m pulling for you and I KNOW you will find a way.
You have come so far my dear.
Remain strong and try to find some pleasure today!
XXOO
EB
One step,
I think you just called me “self-defeating”. Perhaps if/when I’m in a better place, I will be able to read that without taking it personally.
Star…
I didn’t interpret what One wrote, how you may have….
“of the self defeating stories I tell myself”
She was referring to herself.
Go easy on yourself girl…..
Star – Therapy can be good, but at what point are you paying them to be your friend.? Or paying someone too listen? I am sure you wont agree with me but the best therapy I have ever had was here and it was free. Star we are all struggling to make ends meet. You worry me Star.
Star, a bad day is a bad day. I’ve had my share, still do. Wake up some mornings in such a panic, it takes me a half hour to remember I’m supposed to put my feet on the floor and get up.
But not so much anymore. And that’s something to look forward to. You’ve been doing great. It will get better.
A huge hug —
Kathy
Polyy,
Thank you so much for your concern, advice and encouragement.
I have read your post as well as the others a few times already and will probably read yours again tonight. 🙂
Unlike my therapist, you guys are always willing to listen, even when I am not being my best ally and you don’t assume I am coming every week 🙂 LOL
Therapy certainly has it’s place, but I am also at a point where I can no longer afford it either, due to attorney fees 🙁
Thanks.
It’s like a big family.
Stargazer -(that is the name of my favorite flower)
Hang in there and DO keep coming here, we all care and will encourage you and give advice when ever possible.
Stargazer — Sending you best wishes…
Hens, who are you and why do I worry you?
I’m not angry with anyone here, and I almost wish I could be just to get past it. I no longer have a therapist to talk to. It’s fine. I will talk to myself and my empty pillow. Or maybe I will decide to use my savings for 10 more sessions and just be extremely pissed off about it. I have an old neighbor who paid a therapist $90 an hour for years and claimed the therapist was the only person she could talk to. I certainly don’t want to be dependent on therapy like that. But I’ve only had 10 sessions, and it does seem to help. Unfortunately, my friends would probably be pretty freaked out if I behaved with them the way I do in therapy. I really think that is what therapy is for and an opportunity to work out things that are very difficult to work out in other relationships. My genuine authentic self is pretty scary to others at the moment.