Sociopaths who posture as insightful and self-aware are some of the most dangerous predators around.
When I use the terms pseudo insightful and pseudo sensitive, I’m referring to the sociopath’s manipulative efforts to seem some combination of vulnerable, self-aware, sensitive and compassionate.
For some sociopaths this deception is conscious, while for others it is so seamlessly woven into their modus operandi as to feel (for them), at least in the moment, almost authentic.
Even the normal individual, low in sociopathic traits, may struggle to distinguish his deception from authenticity when finding himself “performing” in a mode in which he feels masterfully confident and comfortable—for instance, pitching a sale; or making a presentation, or speech.
But what factors make the sociopath’s “insight” and “sensitivity” pseudo versus authentic?
There is, first of all, the manipulative function of the sociopath’s pseudo sensitivity. Authentically insightful individuals use their insight and self-awareness not merely to better protect themselves and their interests, but also to better understand themselves and others.
Sociopaths, however, always wanting something from others, oriented as they are to wanting to take something from others, use their “pseudo” insight and self-awareness for exploitive purposes.
For instance, the sociopath’s interest isn’t to get to know and understand you better for purposes of increasing his depth of connection with you; rather, his interest to establish unobstructed access to you is about positioning himself to take something from you that he wants—whether you’re ready to offer it or not, and whether it’s in your best interest to offer it or not.
In other words, the sociopath is never interested in you; he is always, and only, interested in what he can take from you.
This applies also to the sociopath’s invitation to appreciate his pseudo display of vulnerability. This may take the form of his “startling sensitivity” and self-awareness. If he reads you correctly—as someone, say, who values vulnerability and substance—then he may regale you with “apparent” evidence of his capacity to be wounded; to manifest sensitive emotions; to position himself as someone who’s “in touch” with his feelings.
As always, how much he believes his performance in the moment (versus consciously recognizing it as bogus or manipulative) varies from sociopath to sociopath and from circumstance to circumstance.
Paradoxically, a more “self-aware” sociopath will recognize his fraudulence better than a less self-aware sociopath, who may be more prone to denial, self-delusion, and the belief that, at least temporarily, he really is the role he’s playing.
Regardless, sociopaths play the “self-aware,” “vulnerable” card (consciously or not) ultimately for grooming purposes—specifically, for purposes of softening your defenses and encouraging, coaxing out, your vulnerability.
This is because the less guarded, the more disarmed you are—in a word, the more vulnerable you are—the greater (the sociopath calculates) are his chances of taking from you what he wants.
Now let me apply some of these ideas to a hypothetical, real-life scenario: Let us say you are on a blind date with a very charismatic, charming sociopath. There is seemingly very intense chemistry. He watches you in a very flattering, lusting way, feasting his eyes on you all night. He tells you how attractive he finds you, that he’s mesmerized by you.
Now he isn’t necessarily lying. He could be lying, we know that, in which case his manipulation is that much more blatantly and manifestly sociopathic. But it’s also possible that he isn’t lying—that is, that he feels, in the moment, that what he’s telling you he feels is true; or, that he’s convinced himself that everything he’s telling you is true.
And so his sociopathy can’t necessarily be traced to his lying, because in this instance he may not perceive himself as lying, and, in a certain sense, he may not be lying. His sociopathy, rather, can more accurately be identified in his underlying, preexisting agenda which, in our hypothetical scenario, come hell or high water, is to “nail” you.
He made this his mission the moment he laid eyes on you and found you sexually attractive enough to make this his intention. He feels quite thrilled—perhaps even a little giddy and delighted—that you’ve proven attractive enough (in a sense, cooperative enough) to elicit his lust, which now enables him to pursue his agenda with you.
I don’t mean to suggest that this is the only agenda our hypothetical sociopath could be pursuing with you. It’s possible that he (or another sociopath) might play things differently, by approaching his interests with more or less patience; more or less calculated, disguised subterfuge.
And it’s possible that our sociopath, or a different sociopath, on this same first, blind date, might have an entirely different set of intentions, warranting a very different approach to meeting them. For instance, he or she may be a golddigging sociopath—a financial predator—less than a sexual exploiter.
However, this is what my hypothetical sociopath wants in this particular situation; accordingly, he’s going to pull out all the stops to land you in the “sack” or, one way or another, land himself in your pants.
Because all that matters—and in essence, what it always and only boils down to—is what he wants.
And so our sociopath, on meeting you and establishing his sexual interest, feels glad, elated, even excited that you bring something he wants. He may feel, beyond that, primitive gratitude that you haven’t disappointed him in this respect. Nothing, after all, could be more depresssing, more boring and less tolerable than, on his having met you, his discovering that, alas, you have nothing to give him that he wants.
Incidentally, this experience—his experience—of your uselessness elicits any number of possible reactions, including irritation, resentment, utter contempt, annoyance, and excruciating disappointment and boredom.
It is bad enough (for you) that you are only, and will never be more than, an object to the sociopath. However, for the sociopath, the fact that you are always only an object to him isn’t necessarily a problem; it is when your usefuleness as an object has run its course that the sociopath is most displeased and agitated, and when he is most likely to unmask himself as the cold, heartless person he is.
However, in our hypothetical scenario, as we’ve established, you do indeed have something he wants: he finds you gorgeous. And so in his relief, in his gladness, in his heady gratitude that you have something he wants—something that he can now can set about taking—a psychological transmutation occurs.
The sociopath’s gratitude, on discovering that you have something he wants, becomes primitively transmuted into a form of idealization—of you!
And in his primitive, corrupt idealization, the sociopath is prone to convincing himself, and you, of the sincerity of his ebulliant flattery and appreciation. So much so that when, as previously noted, he tells you he’s mesmerized by you, he may mean it, or think he means it, and he may seem and, indeed, be sincere when he says this.
But what mesmerizes him is you-the-object, not you-the-person. He is mesmerized not by the substantive you, but by his fantasy of what he imagines you will give him, or what he’ll soon coax from you or, if necessary, take from you.
(This article is copyrighted (c) 2010 by Steve Becker, LCSW. My use of male gender pronouns is for convenience’s sake, not to suggest that females aren’t capable of the behaviors discussed.)
I’ve run across two of these in my time- one I married. The other one fortunately didn’t get nearly that far. But it upset me enough to not want to try for another relationship. They seem so normal at the beginning. It’s so hard to spot the good ones. Once you relax into it and start trusting them they turn into demons! I told my ex all my innermost secrets and vulnerabilities for two years and then he started using them all against me to make me wonder if I was stupid and crazy. The other one I worked with. Fortunately, after only three months of extreme flattery and seduction on his part, I said something that pissed him off and was from then on, the enemy. He tried to accuse me of sexual harassment to get me fired. It was a complete lie and everyone knew it. It made me feel filthy.
His “invitation to appreciate his pseudo display of vulnerability.” Love that.
Two themes again: the victimhood ploy, and lack of skill. I always fall for the amateurs! They’re so bad, so cheesy at this act, even I can see through them.
Saturday night I was invited out for a drink by a friend of some 13 years, the one who “helped” me rebound after another “friend” had lied to me to get sex back then. He was feeling down, he said. The divorce. The loss he was probably going to take on selling the house. Would I meet? Of course! I’m such a good friend. Even though he’s unemployed, he bought me a drink before he launched into that whole thing about how he was certainly going to have a heart attack and die if he didn’t get health insurance soon.
And then I kicked his ass all over town, to the point where he had to flee the scene or actually have that heart attack NOW. Seriously. He pretty much ran screaming from me. LOL!
Two observations:
(1) He’s had every advantage in life, including luring an unsuspecting woman into a bad marriage so she’d take care of his aging mother, and enough money from the sale of his parents’ house to buy a two-family home for himself, his mom and his wife. Now it’s all falling apart. Poor him.
A REAL sociopath would have come out ahead on the deal, but not Victim-Boy.
(2) He’s always trying to impress on me what a spiritual guru he is. Kung fu instructor, esoteric expert, astrology buff currently getting “insight” into his current “phase” of “rage” — that’s why he ran the red light on the way to my place! Because some planet is traversing Mars.
So I said, “Why hasn’t all this high spiritual awareness brought you any kind of positive outlook or coping tools?” Then I tried to differentiate justifiable bummed-out feelings and positive action. It was something he couldn’t see at all. In fact, it brought out the most angry defenses I’ve yet seen in this man. I was a “fascist,” he said. I had no sympathy for him at all, was less than human.
In other words, his “spiritual awareness” has nothing to do with responsibility or personal power, but everything to do with a right to assert power over other people.
It reminds me of a Holocaust scholar’s observation that all Jew-killing Nazis could see was their own victimhood.
I like this: “Because all that matters—and in essence, what it always and only boils down to—is what he wants.”
He’s never shown any understanding of MY points of view. When I express them, he does that wounded-manhood act, like, what a ball breaker I am to assert any kind of gentle, positive seeking of justice for the oppressed against his macho judgment that some people deserve to go down.
So here it is, asshole: MY POINT OF VIEW. Grow the fuck up! Take some responsibility! Understand the difference between (a) your “feelings” and “sensitivity” about the fact that sometimes life hands you crap, and (b) your power, however limited, to do something about it. I won’t waste any more time on mind-fucking pseudo-intellectual muggers. That’ll be $250 an hour for my “therapy sessions” with you — you know, the ones where you diagnose ME as fucked-up — minus the $5 for the drink you just bought me, of course.
No kidding, my “usefulness as an object has run its course.” Now that the bill has come due, it’s time to exit, stage right, with feeling!
I felt great after he walked out. In fact, I walked right over to another friend and told her all about it. High five! You go girl!
LOL…you GO sistersister!
Dear FindingMyWay:
I find your emotional battering real and tragic. These people are true predators, when they’re good at it.
Would it be out of place to laugh a little, though? Your story reminded of “Shirley Valentine,” a movie from the ’80s. There’s a scene I love. A bored British housewife goes to the Greek Islands and falls for a simple Greek fisherman who speaks in awkward broken English, “I want to make fuck with you.” So she sleeps with him and has a great time. He loses interest, and she gets over it. Later, though, she needs his help with something, and she approaches him in a bar where he is looking into another woman’s eyes and saying, shyly, “I want to make fuck with you.” He looks startled at having been exposed, but she says something like, “Don’t worry about it,” and moves on to her request. In other words, she chooses her response, takes control. She finally gets in touch with her power, regardless of what the men in her life do. She just laughs at this guy, is grateful for the lesson learned, like: Here’s 50 cents for your entertainment value!
I saw the film with my mom when I was in my 20s. We both got quite a kick out of it.
Something got scrambled. I was saying, “regardless of what the men in her life do.”
Thanks for the encouragement, folks.
Hey, any time you want a sociopath’s ass kicked to Kingdom Come, just call me up. My fee is reasonable!
Decoy for hire!
The original article, “The sociopath’s pseudo insightfulness and sensitivity,” is so good, I had to share it on Facebook and I have never done that before. Thanks
The sociopath/psychopath I got involved with is verbose, extremely verbose and he can set minds spinning, especially those of his target demographic, intelligent, lonely, mentally/emotionally troubled women of middle age or older (he is 41). He has gotten away with committing many crimes of violence and fraud against women! Now I recently found out that he was incarcerated by the USAirforce over 20 years ago and was facing a dishonorable discharge, but his parents, highly respected people in the community who had taken him to get help repeatedly, wrote to their Congressman who advocated for a General discharge. He had already hurt a young woman who lived near the airforce base and was, according to the first young wife he tried to kill later, was diagnosed anti-social peronality disorder! He was only 19 and she was 17 when he begged her to marry her while incarcerated and suicidal and she felt compassion confused for love and agreed. That and his parents please gave empowered him to hurt many more women over the years. Many more. After the first young wife fled (there are police reports) back to her home state, she never pursued charges and he did go on an approximately 10 year hobo period throughout his 20s, working and moving from state to state. He even writes about it on a blog he still has up from 05 and 06 and brags about living at the library in Boston where he tried to blend in so he could carry on intellectual discussions with Harvard students. He claims he sat in on classes at the University! His parents, who have been contacted over the years by different victims who found their number, and who helped the second wife get away from his abuse, pray for me and tell me that he can’t talk them into anything with his self-proclaimed “silver tongue.” And so he has nothing to do with them, claiming they hurt him so badly by siding with the second wife in around 04, 05. They don’t enable him anymore. He is white, intelligent and looks good in a suit and when he is clean shaven can be impressive. If he were African American I am sure that he would have been treated differently. And that is sad. Also, his victims are in a demographic group that the authorities don’t seem to give much of a damn about. I am not kidding. The most helpful victims groups I have found have been the general crime victims groups, especially Illinoiosvictims dot org, who have info about my situation on their site. The battered women’s groups vary, and frankly the one where he lives is in the hip pocket of the prosecutor there. I have been in touch with the state organization and the national and found out that there are many money funneling groups that don’t give direct help to victims. It has become an industry and a bureaucracy and so it is no wonder that the problem of DV is on the increase! My ex tried to kill me, once physically and once by trying to provoke my suicide by tricking me that that silver tongue into giving up everything and moving to another state for him! No kidding. I went to the hospital there and said to the caregiver, are you going to call the police? The person said to me, “For what?” Recovery is just beginning for me, really, and I have been away from him physically since January 09! But recovering I am, and the better I get, the more I realize just how sick I was, and just how I have been treated by law enforcement and prosecutors. He is the second nutcase I have been victimized by, but this man was far worse than the other….and I married this one. Oh, I wish I had listened to people who tried to warn me, a couple of his other victims on the net. But his story and their shortcomings, and my own desire to believe that he had just been with the wrong women, foolishly, led to me rationalizing it. I read another piece on this site which mentioned how normal people rationalize and how the sociopath knows we will…and uses it against us. Great article here!
To ravenlesstower:
My S did the same thing – almost the exact same words – he told me how he “made amends” to first ex-wife (little does he know that i have spoken with her and she says he never made amendss – we are good friend today), and to ex-lovers and ex-girlfiends. He made a point to do two of the amends in the first year of our dating explaining to me that he wanted to get beyond those relationships so that he would not make the same mistakes with me and so we could “grow old together”. Then he would tell me all about how well it went and that he felt so much better having done and that it will make him the man of integrity he wants to be. He always talking about how he valued integrity and honesty. OMG!!!
He also used almost the exact same words “I was such an ass” last momth when he wanted to try to work on it. Then within the month he started the process of discarding me by trying to convince me that we were equally at fault – both using each other. I didn’t agree with him, but I didn’t argue with him either. I felt that old confusion coming on again. One of my friends calls him “The Great Confuser”.. I think that is what I will call him here on LF.
I have experienced these confessions from The Great Confuser many times. And it worked on me at first because I would take it as a sign that he was being honest with himself and being humble – just like the “I was such an ass” comment. It’s just another hook, though. I know I am susceptible to people admitting their faults and then apologizing and it worked for a long time on me. It worked 6 weeks ago when he poured the psuedo insightful stuff Steve wrote about on top of the confessions. Apparantly these people are just masters at “hooking”. They will SAY anything. How they figure out what works on certain people, I don’t know. It helped me a lot when I read here that he is the lie. He is the lie. So even when he is not actually telling a lie he is still being dishonest because he must execute his underlying agenda. He most likely has agenda’s within agendas. Everything that comes out of their mouths is false is some way shape or form. I started thinking of The Great Confuser as plastic and as a cartoon character. He is just an act. But, if I listen to him for more than a second I can get sucked in. NO CONTACT. That’s why NC is so important.
SisterSister,
Thanks for reading what I wrote and commenting. I appreciate the insight and push to “laugh a little.” I have laughed, however briefly. Because I did not want to reveal too much, my story was not just about meeting a simple womanizer, having a fling, and being dumped. Far more serious than that. In it’s convoluted way (as a sociopath’s web will be) this situation, directly and indirectly, ended up with people in therapy, arrests and a court case (i was an onlooker, not directly involved), and other such unsavory things as to leave one’s jaw on the floor. I am no emotional lightweight and can easily self deprecate and laugh. Unfortunately, this person is a true emotional predator. Not just a situation where someone exploited me and I am left a little bruised, but wiser. I got away relatively unscathed. One of the other targets did not.
SisterSister,
Thanks for reading what I wrote and commenting. I appreciate the insight and push to “laugh a little.” I have laughed, however briefly. Because I did not want to reveal too much, my story was not just about meeting a simple womanizer, having a fling, and being dumped. Far more serious than that. In it’s convoluted way (as a sociopath’s web will be) this situation, directly and indirectly, ended up with people in therapy, arrests and a court case (i was an onlooker, not directly involved), and other such unsavory things as to leave one’s jaw on the floor. Fortunately for me, I am no emotional lightweight and can easily self deprecate and laugh. I have keen survivor skills. Unfortunately, this was not just a situation where someone exploited me and I am left a little bruised, but wiser. I got away relatively unscathed. One of the other targets did not.