I have always been slightly different from my family. Mainly because (and I don't mean to be rude) members of my immediate and even distant family lack intelligence, class, independence, and general interesting qualities. Around my closest family such as my mother (and by close, I mean literally in close proximity to me all my life, not emotionally close), I am more myself because pretending to be someone I am not around her would be tiring as she is ALWAYS around. I notice when I am around my mother I tend to bite my tongue but not put up a facade, however, when I feel strongly about something I speak my mind and there's a noticeable pattern in the things I say. I find myself often saying things that make me seem like I don't care for many people or "that's not my problem". My mother is big on helping people that don't deserve it in situations where she gets nothing in return. I have spent my whole life listening to her say how good it feels to help others and then shortly after complain about how no one - myself most of all - do nothing to help her with anything. So why help when you know there is no payoff? You'll be left desperate and lonely without anything to show for your so-called hard work. Because of this mentality I have and my general disinterest in many things and people, my mother has said I am not an empathetic person and that I need to learn how to... I don't know, "feel for people" or something. But I do feel for others... I think?
Which brings me to my next point; when I am with friends or distant family members I don't know very well I tend to adapt myself to fit in with them. I suddenly like what they like, talk how they talk, and my emotions seem to be in tune with theirs. I lose myself and become someone else - someone closer to the person I am interacting with. In my slightly younger years (I say slightly because at 18 almost 19, I am still quite young) this tendency to turn into a chameleon and mimic the colors of others left me quite confused and lost as I tried to determine who I was, really, and if what I was feeling were my own feelings or that of others that I had adapted. I was even more thrown for a loop when I actively focused on isolating myself for a short while and tuning into myself to see what emotions I myself had that I wasn't just picking up from others. What I found was nothing. I felt nothing. I have since convinced myself that everything I feel are my own emotions and they're just so jumbled that I have a hard time making sense of them. However, I am known to lie to myself and to others so I'm not sure how much of that I should really believe. There ARE times when I feel things for certain people. I'l note them below.
1. My sister and I are - or used to be - very close. Although she is ten years older, we shared a lot of fun times and a lot of bad times, dealing with our mother. I look up to her and I say she is my most beloved companion. Though there is a problem... Since my sister moved out a few years ago, I have adopted an out of sight, out of mind policy toward her. When I think of her, I feel nothing except the occasional uplift a nice memory we shared. I have a "she can/should handle herself" mentality. But this is a woman whom, in our younger days, I used to follow around like a duckling. I admired her and loved (?) her and never wanted to be apart from her. So how can I be so indifferent towards her when she is not around?
2. My niece and nephew are very adorable and well-behaved. I love (?) them and I like playing with them when they are around. During a car crash when my nephew was barely one years old, I twisted my wrist saving him since his faulty carseat had not. I can listen to my overly talkative niece for hours and I can play with any number of boyish toys with my nephew. However, when it comes time to sending them gifts or talking to them on the phone when they go back to the state in which they now live, I think "what's the point"? I love them, and keep pictures of them, but I seem to have an out of sight out of mind mentality with them, too. And when my mother suggests that I switch my major from english to neuroscience in order to help my autistic nephew, I am repelled by the idea and think "but what about me and my life"?
3. My ex - the person I lost my virginity to (sorry, I'm not shy about sharing information) over a year ago who I shared a two month relationship with. I feel like I loved him and that parts of me still love him, but when it comes to romantic partners, my view of love is somewhat obsessive. I crave the person and need to be around them, need to know who they're with and where they are and who they text the most often and I need them to be known as mine. I think this obsession may have driven him away - but then again he was a spineless bastard anyhow (There! I did it again! I can feel such disdain for someone I claim to still love). That obsession, I'm told, isn't love. It's possessiveness. However, I also accepted all parts of him and wanted nothing but the best for him (while we were together. Now, I hope he is miserable and regrets breaking my heart - or ego, whichever). Is that unconditional acceptance I felt for him not love? Even though the second we broke up I could list a thousand different things I hated about him (through tears of course)? Of course, I got things out of the relationship so I wonder, was I more in love with him or what he provided for me? And is this lingering feeling I have for him just a deflated ego from him being the one to end things? I'd hurt him if I could, but I'd also cherish him if he were around. I think. Depends on how I feel when I see him.
4. Current guy I'm sleeping with - I want to be with him and possess him even though I'm leaving for a year for college. Because I'm leaving, he is iffy about tying the knot - as in asking me to be his girlfriend, not marriage. Although he says he'll stay faithful to me while I am gone and keep communication and will visit, I want him to be mine so the escape route would be less easy. However, I also want to explore other options the year I will be gone without him knowing because if he knew he would not be faithful to me and me alone. I feel that I like him a lot, almost to the point of love. However, I want to do whatever I want but tie him down. I also don't know why I like him. I'm not physically attracted to him and I've had better sex, but maybe it's because of the constant communication I get from him?
5. Sometimes I feel really awful for the poor and forlorn. I feel bad about being nasty to my mother occasionally although most of the time she deserve it, and I feel bad about my nephew being autistic and my sister being depressed. I have the ability to cry although most of the time it's for selfish reasons. I feel bad for myself often, and I have been diagnosed with depression and anxiety which I have heard sociopaths don't experience. All my depression I can blame on others easily and I can shed selfish tears and stay in bed for weeks and hate myself. And all my anxiety I can blame on my impulsivity, procrastination, and lack of time (although the lack of time I can blame on being the fault of others who waste my time). So I can't be a sociopath, right? I feel for others occasionally, even those who I do not know personally. Although I make a rational decision wether or not I should help those people and how it would benefit me and how much time and energy I would have to expend, I still FEEL for them. So I can't be a sociopath, right? So, if you have read this too-long post, you tell me. Am I a sociopath? Do I have emotions? Do I feel for others? Can I love?
Reasons I may not be a sociopath: see above. Plus low self esteem at times.
Reasons I may be a sociopath: Bad upbringing (physically and verbally abusive mother and sexually abusive father who is now in prison). Impulsive. I have used and then dumped people - but only people lacking in intelligence or willpower. I am possibly lacking in the emotions department. Promiscuous (I lost my virginity a little over a year and a half ago and already I have slept with or had full sexual relationships with six males and plan to conquer many more). Calculating of costs and benefits (although I only recently realized I subconsciously do this). Seeks revenge when slighted or ego has taken damage. Apathetic yet ambitious at the same time. History of petty crimes like a fight or two but mostly shoplifting or petty theft. And whatever else you may have learned about me in the above paragraphs. Also, I have taken some tests and half say I am a sociopath and half say I'm not. I get stuck on questions about emotions since I'm never sure which or if any are mine. And I tend to lie a lot even when it's unnecessary - even to myself - so I'm never sure if my tests are accurate or if I lied.
Am I an awful person?