We’ve discussed many of the sociopath’s traits, such as his missing empathy and compassion; his tendency to remorseless interpersonal exploitation; and proclivity to audacious acts of lying, deception and sundry other violating behaviors.
Now, I’m tempted to add to the mix what I call the sociopath’s tendency to “irrational optimism.”
By “irrational optimism,” I mean the sociopath’s irrationally optimistic belief, if not conviction, that he’ll either evade or, somehow, otherwise prevail over, the real, probable consequences of his actions.
Consider this brief, hypothetical interaction between a sociopath and his partner, who learns with certainty that he, the sociopath, has been cheating on her with three different women simultaneously:
Partner: How could you do that?
Sociopath: Do what?
Partner: Sleep with three different women behind my back. Are you f*cking demented?
Sociopath: First of all, that’s abusive. So stop right there and don’t abuse me. Second, I didn’t sleep with f*cking anybody. Not that I haven’t been tempted, given how lame our sex life is.
Partner: Why are you lying? I know who these women are, and I can prove you’ve been sleeping with them. Do you think I’m that f*cking stupid?
Sociopath: Let me ask you something. Why the hell would I sleep with three women and risk getting some f*cking STD? Think about it. You know me”¦or maybe you don’t? Does that make any sense?
The sociopath here is (or was) irrationally optimistic on two levels—first, that he’d be able to perpetrate this caper, undetected, indefinitely; and second that, once busted (as, now, he is) he’ll be able to squirm his way out of accountability.
We could address many aspects of this interaction, but I’d like to emphasize his last argument: “Let me ask you something. Why the hell would I sleep with three women and risk getting some f*cking STD? Think about it. You know me”¦or do you? Does that make any sense?”
This argument captures, I think, the sociopath’s “irrational optimism” beautifully. In offering the glibly insulting invitation to “think about it,” he makes a spectacle of his audacity and contempt: he really expects, and believes his partner should, accept his invitation [to think about it].
But even more than expecting her to “think about it,” which is outrageous enough, he expects her, in his irrational optimism, actually to be persuaded by his argument. In his irrational optimism, he is hopeful, if not confident, that she’ll choose to disbelieve the evidence she holds indisputably in her hands in favor of accepting his insulting logic.
How classically sociopathic is this?
More importantly, what contributes to the sociopath’s irrational optimism?
We might begin with his malignant sense of entitlement—that is, the sociopath’s belief that he is entitled to obtain the gratifications he wants. One of the most dangerous aspects of the attitude of entitlement is how it renders impotent—denudes of power—rule, limits and laws.
When you feel entitled to something, if it’s not accomodatingly forthcoming, you feel entitled to take it. You’ve laid, in your entitlement, a kind of psychic possession of what it is you want, so that now it becomes, in your mind, yours—specifically, your right to have.
And so if someone (or something) obstructs your seizing what now, in your mind, is your right to possess, then you are free to take it—to take, in fact, whatever is yours—by any means necessary.
Conferring this entitled status upon oneself encourages the irrationally optimistic view that, one way or another, accomodation looms”¦it must!
Closely related to this is the sociopath’s grandiosity: he believes he can and should succeed at his high-wire machinations because he’s that good, that clever and—it can’t be stressed enough—that entitled.
His grandiosity may take the form of thoughts like, “Sure, normal guys couldn’t pull this shit off, but I’m not your normal guy.”
And so, when you feel like you can do things that others can’t—especially things unsupported by “reality—”this is grandiosity. And grandiosity feeds, I believe, very directly, the sociopath’s tendency to irrational optimism.
Then there is the sociopath’s contempt, so inseparable from his grandiosity. As we discussed, the sociopath, in the example above, expects his insulting argument to succeed, either because he’s convinced he’s smart, clever and persuasive enough to be found so convincing, or else he’s convinced that his partner is dumb, naïve and/or desperate enough to believe him. (Or both!)
As a consequence, the sociopath’s contempt leaves him at constant risk of underestimating others, and overestimating himself. In his irrational optimism, fed by his contempt, he fails to appreciate how close he is always is—perhaps just one more reckless risk away—from being busted.
What else feeds the sociopath’s irrational optimism? How about his stupidity?
This may sound provocative, but let me explain. I suggest that blind faith supports a perspective of irrational optimism, and the sociopath operates with a kind of blind faith. That is, he operates in the blind faith that, somehow or other, he’ll escape accountability for his latest transgression.
Where does his blind faith come from? Two good sources, I’d suggest, are his grandiosity and arrogance—they blind him, I contend, to certain realities, effectively making him stupid on some level.
And his stupidity reinforces his irrational optimism.
Quite obviously, I’m not talking I.Q. stupidity, but rather judgement-level stupidity. The sociopath’s personality pathology mars his capacity to make wise, intelligent judgements in many circumstances.
(My use of “he” in this article is a convenience, not to suggest that females aren’t capable of the behaviors and attitudes discussed. This article is copyrighted © 2009 by Steve Becker, LCSW).
Thanks…. I am not depressed just had the life sucked out of me is that the same? I take herbs like st johns although I have not taken it in quite a few months I think it does bring moods up… and my sleep will be off since I am moving , yeah know how a new place screws with sleep also…getting used to it all that but thanks for the info…..FOB… I get plenty of light therapy here in sunny FLA … thank goodness
just wanted to ask,–have any of you had any experience of this “Splitting”? Id never heard of it before I read Richard Skerritts book.{Meaning from madness.}
Its absolutely inhuman behaviour, I feel as if Ive given birth to aliens! Thanks, Love, gemXX
an add on,-At first, for the first year or so, I thought it was just passive aggression, ie, a way of pressing my buttons{the no-contact from my 2nd p daughter.} But 17 years later,still NC. Now I am NC with both of them, one by my choice!
Their brains definitely work differently from “normal” people’s. LOL! Gem.XX
Dear Gemini,
Whatever you call it it is CONTROL…it is a sort of punishment if you will. When we go NC with them, we are TAKING the ultimate CONTROL over who we associate with.
When they discard us because we are of no more use to them, usually they do this after a DEVALUATION, they are saying “you are worthless and no good to me, so I will deprive you of my company to show you I am IN CONTROL.”
So in a way when we go NC we are doing the same thing, because if we refuse contact, WE are in control.
When my egg donor thought she had my son C, his wife, and the TH-P in her pocket to do her bidding, “yes mamm” her and all that, she didn’t NEED me any more so she DEVALUED me, I wouldn’t do her bidding and couldn’t be bribed, so I was WORTHLESS To her, that is until they got arrested (all except C of course) and now she was WITHOUT anyone so she wanted me to come “back” to her—but I would not play “let’s pretend I didn’t do any of this nasty crap to you” and she couldn’t stand that—admit that she was a liar, that she was hateful, manipulative and mean? NOPE not any more chance of that than your daughter apologizing (sincerely) for hitting you or trashing your studio. LOL
When I went NC with her, I TOOK BACK CONTROL.
What I call “splitting” is what she did to my son C and me, put him in the middle wiht the old CHOICE of her, and his wife and his brother and his “friend” or me—no middle ground for C. Either with her and the “aliens” or with me. Of course since there was a “vote” and everyone voted that I was “insane” and “crazy” or had a brain tumor was why I was being so “crazy” as to make up “lies” about the Trojan horse and my P son. LOL but truth is NOT about a “vote” any more than we can change the shape of the earth by all of us “voting” that it is FLAT!
They divide and conqueor, split two people apart by talking to both behind their backs and get the other two to ‘fighting” then keep the drama going. “Oh, let me tell you what suzie said about you” or “I wouldn’t take tht from her” and so on.
But whatever you call it, it is about CONTROL of the situation, and being the BOSS. And, they love to punish us, and if they know we love them, what better way than to deprive us of their company and better yet, their grandchildren!
My sperm donor did that with my half sibs and I have had no relationship with them since we were kids. He told them all kinds of lies about me. Of course one of them is a P just like him. But he destroyed what he knew I VALUED. They go for the things they know you care about. In your daughter’s case, she deprived you of your grandchildren, but she ALSO deprived them of a relationship with YOU, which they may resent her for later. Not that there is anything you can do about it now. I am not sure how the inheritence laws work in Oz but if you leave them even a token sum in your will or some item, they will have to hve a copy (legally) of your will and your wishes, so you could write an open letter to them in the will ( which would be filed with the court here so your daughter couldn’t destroy it) and say something like,
“I dearly love my grandchildren, Joe, sue and Lily, and would have enjoyed getting to know them, but was prevented by my daughter Satana, from ever seeing them, but I would like them to have X $$ each and to know that their grandmother loved them” or whatever item(s) you want them to have. that’s one way around her “fort.”
Or put in the will, $1 to my Daughter Satana and no more because she prevented me from seeing my GC, her children.”
As my granny would have said, “there is more than one way to kill a cat than choking it to death with butter.”
Speaking of cats, I think my little cat Dot, who has only recently become a “house cat” because my son C’s psychopathic cats had made her life unbearable outside, has now become a psychopath herself (aren’t all cats psychopaths?) She is now chasing the dog all over the house, and when he turns and chases her, she runs onto the carpet in the living room where he knows he is not allowed to go, and she sits there teasing him trying to get him to “get into trouble” for setting foot on the carpet! What a little witch she is! I’ve had to put my potted palm in the bedroom to keep her from shreading it! I asked son C when I woujld ever not have to rearrange my life for cats, dogs, and other psychopaths!@....... LOL At least I can boss the kids around! LOL
Haven’t had any contact with Lily, Gem, sorry. All we can do is to remember her and pray for her. Keep your chin up!@....... We are all blessed so much, we are NOT Ps.
Dear gang,
I haven’t been around much; I haven’t had sociopaths on my mind lately. I did find the person that I believe will probably be one of the most important influences in my life–a new therapist. I don’t know how long I’ll have her. I get 10 free sessions through a church she works with, and then she is going to try and work with me on affording her rates, but I’m not getting my hopes up. For as much of a loner as I am and for as mistrustful of therapists as I am, I liked her right away. It took about 3 sessions to begin to trust her and let her help me. This is a record for me.
I am starting to recover a lot of the repressed emotions from childhood. There is just so much, due to all the physical, sexual, and emotional abuse and neglect I suffered throughout my childhood. I know it will take a little while to recover. The hardest part is recovering all the rage (she calls it “outrage”) because I am afraid to express it. That is the part that has kept me depressed for so long. I am trying to gather the courage to simply scream and yell or do what I have to do when I feel it. It’s awkward and uncomfortable for me because I was never even allowed to say “no” growing up.
This is really not an easy process, and mostly I haven’t wanted to be around people very much. I was very glad to spend T-giving alone with my “family” of my animals and a lot of food for all of us. Just meditating and relaxing. I also started a countdown thread on my reptile forum, as I am nearing 20,000 posts over there. It’s been a lot of fun and about as much contact as I can handle at the moment.
I feel if I can release some of this anger, my life will change radically. I’m already feeling a glimmer of hope through the depression.
I was also thinking about Nic’s situation and have a few words about that, but maybe in another post.
I hope you all had a nice and p-free holiday. Note, I used a small “p” because they shouldn’t be given that much importance.
Hugs,
Star
Stargazer,
Star, you sound like you are doing good….Really, really good.
Many times even when we are feeling like we are doing good, the holidays roll in and they can set us back. I suppose it is the reminder of the whole family dynamics thing that many of us still struggle with.
Towanda for you, for enjoying Thanksgiving, in your personal way. And I love that you cooked, trimmings and all!
Whatever work you have been doing with your therapist and on your own, shows….I hope that you will continue to flourish on your healing journey.
I to have had 3 sessions with a new therapist. Actually this lady was refered to me for my son to see. If and when he is willing to see her she is available for him to see. But until that happens I have been making appointements and seeing her myself.
I have been focusing on myself in these sessions but of course there are times when I speak of him as well.
She did inform me that if he were to come to her it might take awile for him to even trust her. And one of the things she would do (to gain his trust) is go along with him and enter his world of “magical thinking”. His perception, his world, his lack of reality….She would let him lead her into this “world”.
I found that very thought provoking.
She tends to believe (by my accounts, as that is all she has right now) that his will/mind set is so strong that even hypnosis wouldn’t work on him to take him back to his trama.
Hypnosis was something I had inquired about. she said that hypnosis works when the individual is “willing” but if you fight it in any way shape or form it usually isn’t sucessful.
I am curious as to what your therapist did and how you were able to touch base with your repressed memories of your childhood so soon in therapy.
Is your therapist that good or was it also that you were “ready” to do so?
You go girl…..Your an inspiration for us all…. It’s all about peeling those layers. That’s what I have always been told.
Wit,
I really appreciate your support. Thank you! I really felt a shift in the last few days doing some writing, dreamwork, and processing, and a piece of anger lifted. I am starting to think about my future, what would give meaning to my life, and where I may want to move to.
I remember reading your earlier post about this therapist. It sounded like she really understood your son. This can be such a relief when you find the right therapist. I feel my therapist really understands me, too. Regarding your therapist saying she would enter into your son’s world of magical thinking, this is actually a very effective tool and requires the therapist to have a very strong center. I once had a therapist who told me he did this for 9 months with a delusional client, and it helped. It sounds like there is a chance for your son and this new therapist has given you hope. I’m glad you were persistent in looking for help. When I read what your therapist said about your son basically being stuck at the developmental level he was at his father’s death with 5 y.o. anger toward you, it made a LOT of sense to me. This is basically what my therapist says about me, that I am developmentally stunted due to all the abuse I suffered, but that eventually I would learn to reparent the inner child and the child and adult would catch up to each other. It’s happening slowly. I look forward to hearing how this all progresses for you and your son. Hang in there. Sounds like things are moving along.
Regarding the holiday thing, I have not felt that dread/loneliness on the holidays for the last few years. I think so much of it is culture-induced. Once I started asking myself, “What do I really want to do today,” all the judgments about what I should be doing just stopped. Truth be told, the holidays are really just extra days to do things I want to do. Maybe some day that will change, and I will have some family-like people that I won’t want to be without on the holidays. Hasn’t happened yet.
Star I think it is great that you are going to talk to some one u r comfortable with. Deal with all that childhood stuff that made us who we are. I was looking at some pictures of me the other day. I look wounded and afraid, scared and ashamed, kinda like a deer in the head lights but always able to jump out of the way just before I get hit and I just keep on grazing, going through life not sure of much. I question myself all the time. I hate who I am most of the time. Here is another friday nite and I am trying to muster up the courage too go mingle with a crowd, have a few drinks, see what happens..No expectations – but like all friday nites I will prolly not do it. I hate that I fear running into him as I prolly wouldnt anyway. Holidays are all hype – they are not a Norman Rockwell painting for me either. But I make the most of them. I did see my son’s and grandkids yesterday – was very nice. Anywho Star – dont hold back with your new therapist. Fight for some relief from the hold your childhood has on who you can be…stay strong..
Thank you so much, Henry (((hugs))). The one thing I noticed right away about this therapist is that she really cares. Before our first session, she called me several times when I didn’t return her first call. From the minute I met her, I liked her. I didn’t realize how important it is to have someone in my life who cares and can help me. I have done so much on my own, but felt I just couldn’t continue to do it on my own. I was always envious of friends who had had a longterm therapist that they loved, because it never happened for me. It’s amazing what a difference it’s made in my life, even after 3 weeks.
Holidays don’t phase me at all any more. I avoid the malls and all the hype. I don’t play Xmas music. I just pretty much treat it like another day. I do what I want, which usually involves hanging out with animals (maybe a friend or two) and my online friends. I cannot have a holiday without my reptile site. They have come to be such a great community for me. I hope I never have to leave there because after 3 years, it would be very difficult. Anyway, I hate all the hype around holidays. I’m glad you had a good one :).
I understand what you mean about seeing the scared, wounded person in the mirror. My mirror image, when I relax the muscles in my face, is very hurt and angry. This is the inner child that is stymied at the developmental phase where the abuse started. My therapist was explaining that it takes reparenting that child until the child is able to be “integrated” with the adult. I don’t know if you feel like this, but I’ve always felt I was kind of a split person–the adult part putting on a face to the world and trying to survive, and this other part that I couldn’t show to anyone.