Why would you feel remorse for something you wanted to do in the first place?
by SyntheticWhy would you feel remorse for something you wanted to do in the first place?
That's a good question.
I'm guessing the average person might experience remorse if they regret their actions afterwards for some reason. Maybe they didn't anticipate the consequences or how much it would affect them.
when people do what they want and that includes hurting other people, their emotions trigger and they feel remorse, because thats how (normal)people work, no ? even tho its what they wanted to do, it hurts other people and that just makes them sad :(
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by TheLeviathanIt's as if I improved upon psychopathy. I have the capability to do anything without remorse, but I can choose not to act on the violent predispositions that come with it.
That doesn't seem like an improvement at all. It's the same as every other psychopath. I too have the capability to do anything without remorse and have done so. And I too can choose to not act on my violent urges.
Gosh, I must be extreme like you...
I meant to imply that my tendency to react on impulse is gone. I can think and contemplate whatever I want, and not show a single clue to those around me. I am harmless, simply because it is in my best interest to be so (In almost all circumstances within my current environment).
If you put me in an environment that was filled with violence and death, I would probably adapt and blend in very quickly, compared to most. This is somewhat reflected in my ability to go from speaking to those of a very tame, empathy-filled atmosphere about them, to a very hostile and aggressive group of people with little to no effort. I can fit whatever type of personality that is needed to blend in.
Aside from the selfish childhood tendencies, the perspective and mindset of M.E. as she described in her book, was so in-line with me, that I find no doubt in my mind that I exhibit psychopathic tendencies (Still not saying that I AM a psychopath). In her book, which I'm currently reading, I find that she even uses the same words (almost the same sentences and one-liners in some instances) as I would to describe my views and feelings. In fact, I thought earlier today, as I was listening to the audiobook: I think I'm falling in love. The understanding I have is on such a deep level, I'm sure I could speak to her for the first time, in person, as if I'd known her my whole life.
I actually "empathized" with both her, and her brother Jim in a way. I have her general mindset, mixed with her brother Jim's behavior. I have a knack for winning and predatory instinct, mixed with the giving, almost too-selfless nature of Jim. They cancel each other out in a way that makes me appear overly reserved, as if I'm constantly and secretly judging everyone and everything around me. But those judgments never quite reach the surface. I'm blatantly honest and hardly react to any physical stimuli, giving me the ability to seem genuinely non-judgmental, once you start talking to me. For every negative thing I say to you, I can give you 5 positive things to replace it. When everyone around me is happy, I tend to perpetuate it, so as to perpetuate the stability of the situation. Unlike M.E., though, I do not find joy in instability, but that is probably because I'm not used to it. My family moved a lot when I was younger, and I could tolerate instability then, but now, I prefer stability after getting used to it in recent years.
I'm sure I had the genetic predisposition from my father (who is very reserved and self-controlled, but had a decent childhood that did not facilitate survival instinct), but I did not have a disconnected family-life. My parents were separated, but they were both very caring. Their emotional instability was an obvious condition to me very early on. But everything that was expected of me reinforced positive behavior-reward systems, not the use of advantage over others.
My obsession with power and understanding of adults, much more than my peers, were slightly later than M.E.'s, but they did come, and they came early. I lived a sheltered life, which is probably the only reason I did not turn out violent. I did not get to see the negative sides (significantly more disgusting than that of the junior high bullying) of other people until only a few years ago, so I never had a reason to act outwardly aggressive as many times as M.E. did. If I wanted something, it was generally given to me with reason, even though I did sometimes want more than was bargained for.
My obsession with learning came early as well. Not quite as early as M.E.'s, but of course, my environment did not quite call for it, as it was pretty passive. But when it did come, it was EXACTLY like M.E. described. Anything and everything, regardless of "appropriateness." My father taught me a lot about science and electronics very early, and so I became obsessed with computer technology, more often than anything else. I began using scientific concepts and computer concepts to engineer interesting and unique weapons with my friend, who is psychopathic (His psychopathy is certain, even if mine is not). I then started dealing in cyber-crime. Small things at first, then I began to tackle things outside of my scope of knowledge. I did so without remorse (and also, one of the few instances in which I did something illegal without a regard for consequences or punishment).
I've always known I was different, in that I could never seem perfect to my peers (M.E. described this fantastically). They can't understand me, but I've understood them in more ways than they could comprehend. I attribute this to my lack of moral or emotional bias.
Also, in times when I faced probable death, I did not show fear, or any negative responses in general. I did this in spite of the fact that everyone around me was emotionally fallen apart. The last time I cried about death was the age of 5, when I contemplated my own. After that, however, I recall no instances of fear of death. Only an urge to live in-spite of whatever would want me dead: Be it myself or something/someone else.