You can sit with a sociopath and know he’s a sociopath, and sit with someone who perpetrates the behaviors of the sociopath, even as comfortably as the sociopath does, and yet know he’s not a sociopath. How? How can you know?
Is it something intuitive? I address this from a clinical perspective, not a personal or intimate one. But still, I find it somewhat interesting to feel, or recognize, this distinction, and maybe you’ll find it more relevant than I imagine.
Of course, the history says a lot. Whenever you are dealing with someone who is raising his kids with some real love, holding down a job, paying his bills, not abusing his spouse and maintaining a history (past and present) of friendships, these are indicators that whatever else he is up to, he is probably not a sociopath.
And so, strangely enough, in sitting with an individual who is perpetrating “dubious” behaviors, and is doing so perhaps even as a lifestyle versus, say, as a sudden, temporary departure from his normal self —strangely enough, in sitting with such a person, one sometimes gets the sense if this individual, in his essence, is “clean,” or “dirty?” Meaning, is his dubious behavior reflective of a corrupt essence, or does it somehow feel divorced from his essence?
Depending on the answer, one’s experience of the individual can be dramatically, significantly different and diagnostically very telling.
If this sounds simplistic, even untenable, I understand; and yet I’ve found it to be–for me, at least–a rather reliable experiential factor in ruling-out sociopathy.
I’ve worked with individuals who have done, or are doing, some pretty rotten, disturbing things, yet who clearly are not sociopaths, whereas I’ve also worked with individuals whose behavioral resumes may favorably compare to the former individuals’, yet who clearly are sociopathic.
Now what do I mean by “clean?” Of course, I don’t mean it in a physical sense. I mean that the individual transmits a certain authenticity, a certain genuineness that the sociopath doesn’t. He also possesses what I’d describe, very importantly, as a willingness and capacity to be known. Further, he possesses the capacity to really own his suspect actions: he does not deny them; is less likely than the sociopath to rationalize them; and is less likely to blame others for the liberties he takes with them.
He may, or may not, feel guilt for what he does that he knows is wrong from an ethical (if not legal) standpoint; and it’s often the case that if he doesn’t feel guilt he won’t pretend that he does; and yet, unlike the sociopath, he may feel genuinely uncomfortable with his lack of guilt.
He may say something like, “I know I should feel guilty about this, but I don’t. I really don’t. Sometimes I wonder, is there something wrong with me?” And he will say and mean this sincerely.
Conversely, there is something, as we know, very slippery about the sociopath—slippery in the way he discusses, or evades, responsibility for his behaviors. The sociopath’s emotional superficiality becomes evident in the office fairly soon; and, for that reason, one grows bored with him, soon.
If he doesn’t feign guilt or regret for his actions—that is, even if he admits to feeling no guilt, notably he is neither uncomfortable with, nor curious about, his lack of guilt. (In contrast, as I suggested, the guiltless non-sociopath tends to be somewhat more struck by, and curious about, his guiltlessness.)
The sociopath, I can’t stress enough, is not someone you can get to know. This is a subtle, very revealing experience. Something obstructs the process of getting to know him. First of all, he does not make himself knowable in a genuine sense. He is not engagable at a deep enough, and genuine enough level, to be “known.”
It is surely also true that something else, something perhaps more elemental, obstructs here: the sociopath is gapingly missing personal substance. And personal substance is required to be known.
There is emptiness there, which nothing can fill. At best the smoother sociopath can disguise this massive deficit with superficially entertaining, diverting qualities. But in the clinical setting, these disguises are less effective, their effect shorter-term.
He can’t hide for long the fact that he can’t make himself known; or that, at bottom, there is so little of him to know. If he weren’t so sociopathic, he’d feel ashamed of this, mortified.
Of course if he felt that shame, that mortification, he wouldn’t be a sociopath.
(This article is copyrighted © 2011 by Steve Becker, LCSW. My use of male gender pronouns is for convenience’s sake and not to suggest that females aren’t capable of the attitudes and behaviors discussed.)
Great post Slim
Ana, hmmm…
I never remember what I’ve said…
it might have been malicious intent.
or predatory malice or intentional malice.
The legal term is malice aforethought. It should have been used liberally in the Casey trial.
I don’t know skylar’s words but indifferent malice works for me. She was indifferent, she didn’t do the behavior to make sure it DID NOT happen. It’s not like a kid running in front of a car. Casey Anthony did not do diligent care for her daughter Kaylee. AND AFTERWARD WAS MALICIOUS AFTERCARE, nothing to honor or respect or cherish that dearest child.
Katy,
the word malice rules out indifference:
desire to inflict injury, harm, or suffering on another, either because of a hostile impulse or out of deep-seated meanness.
That’s why I used that specific word. It must be a DESIRE to cause harm. I’m not applying to Caley’s murder, though it is possible, since Casey has many spath traits, but I don’t know for a fact that she intended to kill her. The malice was in her treatment of her whether or not she intended to murder her. She did want to be rid of her and likely chloroformed her to knock her out and keep her quiet.
I do use malice for most spath behavior though because they always intend to get high from feeding on our emotions.
I guess what I can take away from this discussion is that, for me, it was so important to have a label for what I had been dealing with. I locked up my experience with my ex for 12 years. I held onto some sort of fantasy about the relationship. I moved on, I thought, but I was still lying to myself about it all. I got married to a great guy and continued on with my life until one day all the crap I had avoided came bubbling up to the surface and I had to deal with it. Call it divine intervention, but I found myself in a therapist’s office two and a half years ago being given information that I had never heard of before. This new thing called personality disorders.
So here I am 14 years after my devastating relationship with my ex and I am still dealing with the pain of that experience. In so many ways I wish I had been given this information way back when. But, for reasons that have yet to be revealed, I am just figuring all this out now.
My husband is so extremely supportive and I have a truly blessed life, but there is such a deep and sorrowful wound from the humiliation and rejection of what turned out to be a mirage all along. I think I am still in shock that I never really had anything authentic with my ex. I don’t care who you are, when you discover this simple fact, it is soul crushing. The sweetness you once felt for this person is immediately ripped from you. Your innocence is stolen.
Having learned about Narcissism and Sociopathy has helped me not only understand my experience with my ex, but has also enlightened me on my experiences with my parents. They are perhaps why I wound up falling madly in love with a disordered person to begin with.
With all the hues on the color wheel, I have to just accept the fact that I will most likely never know what type of spath/narcissist my ex is. But I suppose it doesn’t really matter. All I know is that I was taken severely advatage of and manipulated in ways that I am still discovering today. The fallout of this emotionally abusive relationship has been far reaching. I am sad and still heartbroken. But I am finding my way out. I am grateful for this spiritual growth and hopeful that it will continue.
Oh, and he is left handed. LOL
Dear Sister,
Congratulations on finding a supportive and loving man after the P, many times people go right back into another disordered relationshit and jump from the frying pan into the fire! Glad you at least didn’t do that. Yes, your wounds are real and far reaching, but as you “peel the onion” and get to tthe core of the matter, you will heal, and find strengths you didn’t know you had.
It is a spiritual as well as an emotional, mental and physical journey. In the end, though, I think we emerge better than before. Stronger than before. God bless.
Slimone:
Thank you so much for that post. I felt so much like that with my X spath. I even asked him to “not shut me out.” I felt like you…I couldn’t penetrate his heart or mind and I wanted to so desperately. When I asked him to not shut me out (this was when something very serious had happened at work and he could have been fired, but he wasn’t), he promised he wouldn’t. He did. It was within about a week that he dumped me. So I totally get that feeling like always wanting more; wanting to get close to him and I couldn’t; he wouldn’t allow it. I think that was part of the addiction…like you said…it made you feel like an insecure junky! It was a horrible experience.
Louise;
Initially, I wanted to try a friendship relationship with my x-spath. That all changed when I found the first online profile. Depending upon how his profile was set, he may or may not have known I found it. However, my profile name was so distinct that if he set his to not browse anonymously, then he knows I left a track.
Either way, the simple fact is he shut me out. Not even a lame attempt at an explanation. I like to think that I shut him out, but the reality is he did that to me.
If he had responded after my last email to him, I would have replied…
BBE, quote: I like to think that I **shit** him out, but the reality is he did that to me.
Was that a TYPO or on purpose??? LOL.