As we think about sociopaths, let’s remember that they can make diverse presentations, which can make it hard to know if (and when) you’re dealing with one.
Although sociopathy is a personality disorder, it’s complicated by the fact that sociopaths have widely diverse personalities.
There are smart sociopaths and dumb sociopaths; gregarious sociopaths and more withdrawn sociopaths; engaging sociopaths and paranoid sociopaths; calculating sociopaths and more impulsive sociopaths; socially skilled, and socially unskilled sociopaths.
There are charismatic sociopaths and sociopaths with dull personalities. There are sociopaths who may leave you feeling remarkably comfortable, and sociopaths who may leave you feeling extremely creeped-out.
Some sociopaths are physically violent personalities, while others are no more prone to violence than you or I.
Given this diversity among them, what, then, do sociopaths have in common?
I take a stab, below, at answering this question, which itself isn’t so cut and dried. But what follow are some qualities that I believe all sociopaths have in common.
All sociopaths are emotionally shallow.
While sociopaths don’t have a patent on emotional shallowness (nonsociopaths can be emotionally shallow), they do have this terrain thoroughly covered. All sociopaths, without exception, are emotionally shallow.
It’s not that sociopaths don’t have and feel emotions. They are human beings, inclined as they are to transgress others. They want things. They feel their discomforts, pleasures, cravings.
But what sociopaths lack, fundamentally, is emotional interest in others. They may be interested in what others have [for them]; that is, what others have [for them] may evoke, and even stimulate, their emotions. However, they are not interested, genuinely, in who others are.
The sociopath, for instance, may recognize, and even pay very close attention, to your mood. But his interest in your mood will hinge on how your mood affects his agenda.
He is like the amoral child who, watching his mother and shrewdly detecting her vigilant energy, decides it’s not a good time to lift the five-dollar bill off the kitchen counter. He has read her carefully, and perhaps accurately. But his interest in her state of mind, and emotions, is limited to the advancement of his agenda.
All sociopaths are disloyal individuals.
I see this as a truism about sociopaths. Sociopaths may seem and even act loyal, but only so long as they calculate that the cost of their loyalty hasn’t yet exceeded its benefit [to them].
As soon as the sociopath discerns that the cost of his loyalty exceeds the advantage, he betrays those to whom he’d apparently been “loyal.”
His self-interest, in other words, is paramount, and supercedes his capacity for self-sacrifice.
All sociopaths are habitual transgressors (without meaningful remorse) of others’ boundaries.
Whether calculating or more impulse-driven, sociopaths are habitual boundary violators, without genuine remorse for their hurtful effect on others. Some (not all) sociopaths “get off” on their exploitation—meaning that, for them, the process of exploiting is the motive force that drives their exploitation.
Sociopaths may be childishly fascinated by the exercising of their power to “push the envelope,” to “pull off” capers and dodge accountability.
Their lack of remorse—lack, indeed, of any form of genuine accountability—is one of the perplexing aspects of this personality disorder. And there’s probaby not a single explanation for this.
All sociopaths grossly lack compassion.
A lack of empathy is commonly ascribed to sociopaths, but I sometimes wonder if the sociopath’s lack of compassion isn’t a more germane descriptor.
Part of the problem with empathy is that people view it differently—arguably, there are different “types” of empathy that elude a single, unifying definition.
You will sometimes hear people say about sociopaths that, rather than lacking empathy, they actually use their empathy exploitively. I don’t see it that way. I view a mindset of empathy as the antithesis of the exploitive mindset—thus, someone feeling empathic (by my definition of empathy) could not use his empathy to exploit. That would be logically impossible.
But I think we escape this definitional confusion altogether when we consider sociopaths and the issue of compassion. In this regard, I assert that all sociopaths lack genuine compassion for others.
I’m suggesting that, even more than his empathic deficiency, the sociopath’s gross lack of compassion enables his infamous abuse of others’ dignity and space.
(See an upcoming post, Sociopathy: A Disorder of Compassion, for an elaboration of this idea.)
All sociopaths lack appropriate shame.
Sociopaths’ deficient levels of shame support their exploitive tendencies. Shame gives us pause, and sociopaths do very little “pausing.” Most of us contemplate the factor of shame, or prospective shame, in the decisions we make.
Our automatic, often unconscious review of how shameful we’re likely to feel following a chosen action allows us to think twice before executing it. It gives us room to cancel a plan whose execution we deem, on reflection and in anticipation, risks reigning shame down upon us.
Sociopaths lack shame to fear. Lacking shame to fear disinhibits them from pursuing destructive ideas that the rest of us, more often than not, will “pass” at.
Sociopaths are audacious personalties.
As I’ve indicated in several LoveFraud pieces, there is something audacious about the sociopath. He is prone to behaviors that leave the rest of us, whether as victims or witnesses, shaking one’s head. His levels of gall, hubrus are astonishing.
Where the nonsociopath, as just discussed, will find opportunities to scrap a bad plan, the sociopath is more likely to eschew prudent consideration (and reconsideration) and pursue the flawed plan, anyway.
His audacity—see my LoveFraud piece, The Audacity Of The Sociopath—is a curious and troubling aspect of his personality.
Sociopaths are liars and deceivers.
Lying and deceiving are close cousins, and sociopaths routinely do both. But this doesn’t make them necessary good at either (although they may be). A sociopath may assert, as if he really believes it, that he broke the world record in the mile, but this doesn’t make it a good lie.
The premise is preposterous; and so what’s most striking about the lie is its audacity, not its believability.
Sociopaths often, for instance, defend untenable positions from, it seems, sheer contempt for their audience. Consider this interaction:
Wife: I saw you with your secretary at Chile’s, today, at 12:15. You were kissing.
Sociopath: What are you talking about? I didn’t leave the office all day.
Wife: I saw you. Don’t bullshit me.
Sociopath: Yeah right. Ask Allen”¦we were in a meeting at 12:15. Go ahead. Why don’t you fucking call him and ask him?
Wife: I knew you’d say that. I already called the office. Allen’s in San Diego, and you know that.
Sociopath: You’re fucking crazy. You know what, stop fucking stalking me! That’s your problem. Maybe if you’d stop fucking stalking me you’d actually find something valid to accuse me of!
Wife: Don’t change the subject. You’re lying.
Sociopath: No”¦this is the subject. You’ve got a fucking stalking problem. So let’s not change that subject. You know what, honey? One of these days your fucking stalking’s gonna really drive me into someone else’s arms.
Wife: You were kissing her, John.
Sociopath: You know what? Fuck you. How ’bout that? Fuck you.
Rife with sociopathic machinations, this interaction starts with the assertion and insistence of a preposterous lie, then maneuvers quickly into deflection, gaslighting and other abusive strategies.
In upcoming posts, I’ll extend the list of traits that all sociopaths, I believe, share in common.
(My use of “he” in this article was for purposes of convenience, not to suggest that females aren’t capable of expressing the attitudes and behaviors discussed.)
(This article is copyrighted © 2009 by Steve Becker, LCSW)
Steve:
One thing you might want to add to your list of common criteria in a future article is why the mask slips for so many of them at month three in a relationship. I was having drinks with a friend two nights ago who is involved with his second S in a row (obviously he hasn’t learned the lesson yet). When I asked him when the trouble started he said “month three.”
I can remember when I first posted the number of bloggers who wondered if a bell went off in their heads since 3 months seemed to be the common denominator on when the D & D began.
matt: you’re right on; they’re not human. they don’t act human, or look human (when you really get to know them … you can see the scales and the third eyelid and such). i think they should test the DNA of these vermin, or scan their bodies for metals that have no earthly origin.
matt: 3 months, huh? i thought about that, and interestingly, when i moved back to the city to be with him — AGAIN — it was the third month when i caught him in the first lie. hmmm …
is three the mystical symbol of the demon?
lostingrief:
Let’s see — Cerebrus, the 3 headed dog guarded the entrance to hell. Does that do it for you?
As I struggle with THE flu, I face my forced loneliness. I realize that I have no one to help me or nurture me through fevers. I continue to try to be a good mother to my kids. A thought creeped into my mind: He should be the one with the flu instead. Immediately, I imagined him sick, running fever, coughing, not able to get up to make himself tea. The tears welled up in my eyes, and so much love and compassion filled my heart that it was almost like I’d never been hurt by him, never been betrayed, never knew that he’s never ever alone… All I thought was – protecting my family. My brain still fails to realize the horrific truth of the disaster that took place in my life: He was never my family. And – his brain continues to drive him to hurt me, reaching for every button he knows I have. What a strange dichotomy. The interaction Steve used is so typical of what I had gone through. Somehow, the tables ALWAYS turned against me. it made no sense to bring anything up. I quickly learned that it was my fault anyway. And it did make sense – that IS so strange.
Matt, YES predators do lie! It’s called camouflage. They behave as if they are human but they aren’t. They are mythological creatures.
The three-headed dog! LOL! I think Medusa is what I see when he’s raging. The head with snakes for hair!
Don’t look directly at him or you will turn to stone.
PInow, it must be the fever affecting your thinking. Is there anyway you could take advantage of this time and go give him a nice french kiss? Make it last as long as possible and exchange as much saliva as possible. Tell him you’re feeling hot and bothered? Then, when you’re all better and you imagine him being sick, it will actually be true.
You’re going to feel better soon. I use 3 supplements that are miraculous for the flu: Gigartina (a red marine algae), Oscillococcinum Flu Remedy, and Echinacea with Astragalus & Reishi. I hope you can find one or more of these to help you.
cerebrus … yes … that will do …
HEY THERE MATT!!!!!!!
So good to see you here – and thanks for your words. I am getting better at recognizing the behaviors – but my temper still gets the better of me sometimes……still have a lot of anger.
I get so much out of Steve’s writings – I have read soooo many books and sites – but Steve has a way of expressing the mind and workings of an N/S – he’s brilliant , knows his subject and he is a healing soul.
And , MR Matt – how are things with you??????
I don’t see you here much so I am hoping you have other things to occupy you……….
Wow … yes … Steve – how are you able to write this stuff? It is funny but scarily accurate. That is exactly what he did to me … would turn everything around so it was no longer about him and what he did but about the problems I had that were far more urgent and impacting on the relationship much more. Crazy stuff. Crazy Crazy. No wonder I started to believe I was going mad – he was driving me there deliberately – bastard!
Slimone … like you I at first analysed the crap out of his behaviour and read and researched and tried to understand it. But no theory fit it – nothing could explain it and of course he was always full of his bullshit excuses and lies. I think when I realised I couldn’t understand it I abdicated my mind as well and let him do the driving. When I woke up he had blown tens of thousands of dollars of joint money behind my back. But he honestly thought there should be no consequence for it. I told him to go – you should have seen the oscar show he put on – ‘Don’t do this’ – pretending to cry even! I said ‘When should I wait for? Till you bankrupt me and lose the house? Till your behaviour drives me mad or kills me? Did you really think there would be no consequence to this?’
I often likened it to a spell and said to him when I woke and saw it would never change and he would never change ‘The spell is finally broken’ – there definitely was something ‘otherworldly’ about the whole relationship. It felt archetypal – I was always looking for the ‘spiritual lesson’ in it for me. I wish I hadn’t had that kind of learning – could have done without it.
It is so unbelievable to me that we all have experienced these similar things in our own respective corners of the world. And though our stories are very different they are alike in the most important aspects. Each of us at some point was sitting feeling totally alone and totally at the mercy of these bastards who were telling us white was black and night was day and laughing as we sobbed on the floor. TOWANDA! (Love that saying !!!)
The contempt is both present in the physical act of communication and in the implied action of consistently lying and deceiving. That shows more contempt than any curled lip to me. Lying and hiding things from me showed he thought I was not enough of a person to deserve the whole truth and I was dumb enough to buy his distorted version of reality every time he sold it to me. Coincidentally today I was thinking about this contempt implicit in lies – it just shows total lack of respect for the other person on so many levels.
Arohanui = please keep writing – we need your words to heal our wounds 🙂
newlife08:
Good to hear from you. In my world the relationship front has neve been better — newguy (is he still new after 4+ months?) is wonderful. It never ceases to amaze me when I think of the crap I put up with S and how well I am treated by newguy. When I was running down STeve’s checklist I thought S had every one of these traits — new guy is the exact opposite. Starting with the fact that he likes to spend time with me. We’re generally together 4-5 nights a week. No big nights out on the town — just cooking or spending time together. It’s nice not feeling like I’m walking on eggshells and not having to deal with that ill-defined sense of dread where I used to wonder who S was cheating on me with or what bad activities he was engaging in behind my back. As I’m fond of saying these days, “gee, if I had known how easy it was to date someone like newguy, I would have stopped dating Ss years ago.”
As for the job front, still nothing to report. There have been a few nibbles, but everything moves so slowly. The recruiters say things are starting to move a bit in one of my speciality areas, but very slowly. I just find myself getting so frustrated at times. To say nothing of dying everytime I have more money flow out the door and no money flowing in through the door. Don’t get me wrong — I’m grateful S didn’t go through all my money and I have some to carry myself with for awhile. But, the idea of old-age security seems to get more and more insecure with each passing month. So, I try to deal with the anxiety by shoving food into my face followed by going to the gym to burn off the calories. Circular logic at its best.
Any progress getting rid of S via divorce court?