I don't believe half the people who claim to be sociopaths. I will admit that all who claim that (especially using their real identities) are certainly screwed up individuals. Why should you believe me that I am? Who cares? Just read. The labels really don't matter. Narcissist...
average. Well, that is if you look away from the fact that the emotions themselves barely exist and when they do, never seem to last more than minute or so.
Everyone is cold. What intrigues people about sociopaths is the fact that they are one themselves. Some people have more...
if I could still feel,
Inside my soul I believe nothing is truly real.
Alone once again and it doesn’t even cause me pain.
I try to remember how to have blind belief gained.
I can never start again,
But I wish I could do it today,
So I could find myself,
So I could...
who is a social chameleon... An emotional vampire... A socio/psychopath. I learnt how to read his actions in a way no 8 year old kid should. I have been in the line of fire too many times to count, I have witnessed unbelievable violence and socially unexceptable actions...
My end goal is to attract other sociopaths, and play the ultimate game of manipulation. I lure them in, and then begin to **** with them. The confusion is absolutely profound. These games can go on forever. I alternate personalities constantly, and when they do not provide...
Coming out as a sociopath can be akin to coming out as gay to a family full of hard core Christians. There is a lot of stigma attached to being a sociopath. So why do it? As a sociopath you would think I would be more about self preservation.
Well this in a sense is self...
worship the God within you, worship no one else.
If you are going to have a tyrant in your life, let that be the part of you that is critical of you, make that your only tyrant.
Don't give anybody else power outside your physical form to be a tyrant who can control or...
I feel like by never missing anyone
I demean the relationships I have.
I just can't help it.
Sometimes I wish someone in particular was with me
But those feelings are always short
By never needing anyone
When I know how much the other person misses me
I feel like I...
I wanted to be a shrink once.
I'm going to channel my work 'self' momentarily and give all of you questioners some advice.
So, is your ex a sociopath?
Here's the answer: it doesn't matter.
The fact that you have been led to this line of questioning about someone else's behavior...
or even accept that I was a psychopath, as I'm a twice diagnosed one. I still have a hard time accepting it, mainly because I feel that being a psychopath or a sociopath is having a flaw, and I can't accept that. I don't have any flaws. Not even the person 'closest' to me could...
per topic, I thought I was a sociopath (functional) constantly seeking to improve my personal wellbeing. However, recently I have met a girl, I can forget about her when I take time off, however there are some strong cravings I have not felt before (to get her attention). They...
We all come to know we are different at some point of time in the childhood. And for me it wasn't too life changing. The actual acceptance of the label was a bit of a longer road. At first I was like, no I can't be, because if I am I must be a killer, a devil incarnate and all...
kick a person and they will continue on crawling back for more.
It's fascinating to watch. Sometimes I will go and read those stories that go something like : 'I was married to the sociopath and they have destroyed my life and I love them so much why won't they love me back. I...
Drenching all in a liquid sheet
All encompassing it rains for miles
Swallowing the world in a dreary state
I love the rain
Rain means no smiles
No sunny days
A world with rain
Where the people feel my sorrow
Where my darkness becomes reality
And no matter...
You were hurt by your ex and now you want to share and find out "why". You believe they are a psychopath or sociopath - they must be to have played you like that!!! So you come here looking for answers.
Just to clear things up...
Yes, you really are stupid, ugly, worthless...
I don't lose my patience often. When I do, its abrupt,sudden, a seminal spurt of passion. The affable thing is I can't hold grudges. This flusters me; some people need a pencil sticking out their eye, their tongues stapled. I'm always fragmenting my actions. Perhaps, this arises...
To preface, I have antisocial personality disorder and borderline personality disorder, and maybe some other stuff, and it makes for an unsettling combination. I have no conscience, no moral code, and no desire for either.
My story, if you want to call it that, has to begin at...
Come into your room.
I need to take your vitals.
You look funny. Sweaty.
I hover over you, your eyes aren't focusing.
I ask if you are alright, over and over.
You won't answer, but you grip my hand [gloved, so I allow it].
[This gesture is rather futile.]
I stumbled upon this while cruising the Oatmeal website.I am not sure why, but I find this to be a novel piece of entertainment.Inspiring and entertaining are hard to come by.theoatmeal.com/comics/tesla
The never ending head nods of social approval or a connection of eyes saying "hey, i understand you" beat me down on a weekly basis. Its frustrating knowing that everyone else natural adhere to these human formalities while i have to force them. Even though i can appear normal...
Does this world disgust you as much as it does me? Not only the world but the humans that have ruined it. This world with sheep that leap to an endless sleep afraid of the dark where evil will creep but all they do is get melted by light burning them a beautiful sight. They dont...
Something allusory, and though I can hide my cold gaze and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable: I simply are not there.
or not but I get an extreme rush out of killing animals and leaving people emotionally crushed. It gives me great pleasure seeing them weak, knowing i've completely destroyed them. I feed off of that ****. And best of all no one can stop me. I often feel that i am a god that...
talking to a moth
the other evening
he was trying to break into
an electric light bulb
and fry himself on the wires
why do you fellows
pull this stunt i asked him
because it is the conventional
thing for moths or why
if that had been an uncovered
candle instead of an electric...
Thanks for always being there, and for the sporty genes. But most of all, thanks for being such a perfect example of how love completely blinds people for seeing the truth.
You always hear mothers say s**t like "a mother knows". I was told by very emotional mother, you...
We have all broke up with someone just after a holiday just to get the present but my Best Valentines Day was so much better
I worked with this girl named Patty and she was in "love with this guy named Russ. I could not stand Russ but tolerated him because the 3 of us sometimes...
now I'm emotionless
Like a void of darkness
A calm sea with no waves
The crickets chirping in the distance
Waiting for an owl
To break the gentle waves
Of humming insects
Waiting for the sailboat
To come slashing and cutting
Through the bland, motionless sea
I guess you...
It's been on my mind for at least a week. So much so that I had imagined how my night would proceed, and how it might end.
My daytime cynicism prevented me from seeing this outcome.
Apparently I don't care as much as I had thought.
My memory of certain events are so stark and...
so annoying at times. All that maintenance, all that foreplay chit-chat before getting to the point ... GAWD!!!!
Of course to be able to get regularly the info I need on some subject I cannot just directly and bluntly ask .... I have first to inquire of the day, mood and all...
You people are bothering me. I came to this website to enjoy the experiences of my sociopathic kin and instead I am being pestered by the inane ramblings of the imbecilic. There are 844 people in this group. Out of those people there are 3 categories of people. The sociopathsThe...
I am not your typical sociopath. Serial killer, unable to make friends, etc.
I did have trouble making friends when I was young. But i soon learned what everyone was looking for.
I am able to fake emotions and actions I pick up from different people I knw.
Once I knew what worked...
-Suspect: no I didn't.
-Police detective: witnesses said they saw you push him off the cliff.
-Suspect: that's correct.
-Police detective: so, you admit it. You did kill Mr. John Doe.
-Suspect: ok, I admit to pushing him. But, I didn't I killed the guy.
In my life the earliest memory I have is when I was around three, all I really remember is my mother’s boyfriend beating her up. It’s a rather vague memory but after hearing things later about that night I figured out what I was remembering.  ...
There might be spelling or grammatical errors, deal.
1) Golden Rule.
These words are the most dangerous ones you can hear having not committed a crime.
A danger to yourself and/or others.
Read up on the DSM-5 make sure that if you’re ever under scrutiny that you do not...
In my lifetime of being a sociopath I have opened up to 3 people about it. 1. My longtime confidant and "best friend" 2. Another sociopath. 3. My girlfriend.
Each time omitting the second one, It was met with disdain or disgust. They accepted me, but accepted me as if I had a...
I find it amusing to no end that such a group was created. Why would sociopaths conglomerate in a group where, if indeed the majority of the members are other sociopaths, they are constantly attempting to dominate each other through discussing better and better conquests...
where no one sees
An empty wrong looking for right
Among a barren disease
I ***** my soul to feel alive
It brings no pain nor tears
An indifferent stain, out of touch
It's been this way for years
No echos feed my screams for help
For emotion is just a lie
I see the world in...
tears. I don't know where they come from, I can turn them on just as fast. But I've been practicing this one since birth. Cry when you're a baby and you can something... It still works just differently. Not that I'm a crybaby. I don't cry when I should. Like when I broke my ribs...