You seem to be dividing the line on what makes a sociopath or psychopath a genuine one, based on morality. Law, and morality.
I see you got through med school okay. Funny where the honesty is.
I ever tell you that I know where the Earths Water comes from? I bet your lying about your father. I bet he's a physicist.
> Now, as many of you will know, my father was both a psychopath and a sociopath.
How can you be both? They're the same thing.
> If you'd like further information, please contact my biographer, Edvard.
Can I get some background on her Ed?
> Anywho, it just so happens that my mother was a Tiger Mother.
She's Chinese?
> The answer is simple. I commit crimes. I love it.
Many criminals do.
> The last time I walked into a major department store I walked out with a 20 piece Royal Albert
> dining set. I just picked it up and walked down three escalators with the box in my arms. No one
> suspects that you're doing anything wrong if you look confident enough.
Except store security.
> I went back that same day and stole a much nicer, more modern set. Were the security cameras
> not working that day? How did you know? On another occasion I walked out with $1200 worth of
> Royal Dalton crystal.
You really want to get caught, don't you?
> Some cunt is getting rich off the misery of the poor.
Apparently another cunt is getting rich of robbing the poor.
> I can walk into a doctor's office, having never been there before, and walk out with a diagnosis of
> GAD and PTSD and a prescription for Valium, Xanax and Vicodin
There's a pain clinic around where I live. They'll do an exam as a formality, you say your're in chronic debilitating pain, and they'll give a prescription for Oxycontin. You can get prescriptions for other things too. Just say you have the symptoms.
> My rap sheet should be longer than my father's. I have committed fraud, extortion,
> embezzlement, breaking and entering, aggravated assault....
So you're a versatile criminal.
> in fact, I paid for a three month world tour with dirty money. No one asked how a poor student
> could afford such a holiday.
How do you launder it?
> of either diagnosis (BTW, I am aware that psychopathy is not a diagnosis; I am using this word
> for ease of reference) there are definitely traits in my behaviour that wouldn't be considered pro
> social. I once beat the shit out of a woman because she tried to shove her way onto the train
> past me.
That's actually anti-social.
> Soon after I found out about the hit that's been placed on me I grew more ostentatious in my
> behaviour rather than more inconspicuous.
Huh? Ed?
> I got into a fight at a pedestrian crossing wearing a bright blue trench coat that would've got me
> killed by our family's matriarch itself (we're communists, remember? Or at least, they are).
She doesn't like bold fashion statements?
> Some tard had parked across the pedestrian crossing and when I told him he was a fucktard he
> started screeching, "SLUUUUUUUUUUUUT!" You know how they are - the insecure men who
> can't look themselves in the mirror and hate those who can. I tore his door open, dragged his ass
> out and kneed him in the face.
Once again, anti-social.
> Okay! So what the hell was the point of this long ass, self-indulgent, rambling story, which for
> legal purposes may or may not be completely fiction?
You got me by the balls on that.
> Regardless of whether you read my rant or not, I'd like to see some examples of "sociopathic"
> behaviour in those of you who identify as non-sociopaths. I believe, as Millon does, that the traits
> of personality disorders occur on a spectrum. So whilst I doubt that any of you are actually
>sociopaths, I would like to hear some of your personal stories.
Does this include tales of no impulse control, lack of affective empathy, shallow affect, failure at long-term planning, constant life-crushing boredom, promiscuous sexual behavior, irresponsibility, or disregard for societal norms?
> How long is your theoretical (or real - you might have had the misfortune of being convicted) rap
> sheet?
Describing crimes one has committed on an internet forum is unimaginably stupid.
I am going to make one attempt at establishing an intelligent conversation here. It's not that people here aren't capable of intelligent conversation - many of you are very intelligent. Unfortunately, the content of our conversations has declined of late due to the fact that so few people are actively frequenting the forum.
Now, as many of you will know, my father was both a psychopath and a sociopath. This put me in a rather unfortunate situation, as the prognosis for a child born into a familial situation such as this is never good. If you'd like further information, please contact my biographer, Edvard.
Anywho, it just so happens that my mother was a Tiger Mother. She recognized certain aberrant behaviours in my young self and enrolled me in gymnastics classes at the age of four because she believed that it would teach me discipline. And it did - until I turned fourteen. The fact that I'd skipped two years in school didn't help with my narcissism because I was surrounded by people who were genuinely stupider than I was.
Some of you may also remember that my father was a communist and a union boss, and that I was indoctrinated into hardcore leftist politics before I could walk.
I am twenty-three now and I do not believe myself to be a sociopath or a psychopath. Were I either of the two I would not be considering this question. I'm actually at medical school. I graduated with an Honours degree, majoring in Psychology, and made the cut for medical school the first time round (which is relatively unusual in Australia: it normally takes two attempts).
Both of my parents are dead and they were poor when they died. So how is it that I have come to own property, and that the house I live in is full of expensive trinkets? I also paid for my medical school tuition up front, which is unheard of as it costs roughly $AU12,000 per year for the four year MD course.
The answer is simple. I commit crimes. I love it. My father traipsed around in workman's clothes to prove he was a working class citizen married to a patrician, who was permitted to wear chiffon and stilettos as it pleased her. I wear designer clothes - but only if I didn't pay for them. I have more than a hundred stolen handbags. I "own" thousands of dollars of jewellery. If there's a stash of drugs in your house and I find out, I will break in and steal it. Not for my own personal consumption and not even necessarily to sell the stuff (though I will if the opportunity presents itself). The last time I walked into a major department store I walked out with a 20 piece Royal Albert dining set. I just picked it up and walked down three escalators with the box in my arms. No one suspects that you're doing anything wrong if you look confident enough. That set retails for $1500.00. I don't even like Royal Albert. I went back that same day and stole a much nicer, more modern set. On another occasion I walked out with $1200 worth of Royal Dalton crystal. Those price tags make me angry. Some cunt is getting rich off the misery of the poor.
Tricking doctors is a favourite past time of mine. I can walk into a doctor's office, having never been there before, and walk out with a diagnosis of GAD and PTSD and a prescription for Valium, Xanax and Vicodin (I actually do have a bad back, but there's no way I'd ever take Vicodin for it). The day before I left for Europe I told my regular doctor that I was going away for three months - and he gave me four scripts for Valium, Xanax and Vicodin. Which is illegal. He then prescribed me three different anti-nausea medications and advised me to stash the excess Valium, Xanax and Vicodin in the anti-nausea bottles.
My rap sheet should be longer than my father's. I have committed fraud, extortion, embezzlement, breaking and entering, aggravated assault.... in fact, I paid for a three month world tour with dirty money. No one asked how a poor student could afford such a holiday. Now, if you've read your Cleckley and your Hare, you'll know that "functioning" (Hare's term) or "successful" (Cleckley's) psychopaths walk amongst us. Although I believe that I do not fit the criteria of either diagnosis (BTW, I am aware that psychopathy is not a diagnosis; I am using this word for ease of reference) there are definitely traits in my behaviour that wouldn't be considered pro social. I once beat the shit out of a woman because she tried to shove her way onto the train past me. She was dressed well but looked fucking hungry: she needed a sandwich rather than a beating but I didn't have the latter of the two on my person and I wouldn't have given it to her if I had. I'm a gymnast and she's on her way to becoming an anorexic: it wasn't even a fight. Soon after I found out about the hit that's been placed on me I grew more ostentatious in my behaviour rather than more inconspicuous. I got into a fight at a pedestrian crossing wearing a bright blue trench coat that would've got me killed by our family's matriarch itself (we're communists, remember? Or at least, they are). Some tard had parked across the pedestrian crossing and when I told him he was a fucktard he started screeching, "SLUUUUUUUUUUUUT!" You know how they are - the insecure men who can't look themselves in the mirror and hate those who can. I tore his door open, dragged his ass out and kneed him in the face.
Okay! So what the hell was the point of this long ass, self-indulgent, rambling story, which for legal purposes may or may not be completely fiction? Regardless of whether you read my rant or not, I'd like to see some examples of "sociopathic" behaviour in those of you who identify as non-sociopaths. I believe, as Millon does, that the traits of personality disorders occur on a spectrum. So whilst I doubt that any of you are actually sociopaths, I would like to hear some of your personal stories. How long is your theoretical (or real - you might have had the misfortune of being convicted) rap sheet?
Mmm kleptomania. I knew someone who needed the rush of it to the point of stealing, going out the door, waiting a while, sneaking back in, and putting it all back. Stealing and getting away with it wasn't enough, and he often stole things he didn't even need. It began as something to do, and after a while it became something he'd do without thinking when spacing out in public. He had a lot of spoons for some reason...
Another I knew began stealing since he couldn't afford food once he was on his own, but grew to like it when he realized he could get away with it. It didn't last as after a point he became reckless. Stealing has such a range of motivations, it can be fun to hear about or read them sometimes.
As for "Sociopathic Behavior", I'd say my only real capacity to try to claim anything close to it would be from shallow/fleeting emotions (except fear). Anything else that reflects it (manipulative behavior, lying, the "sociopath stare", preferring to isolate people, etc) is likely the byproduct of me playing and enjoying mind games, not any sort of sociopathy.
I lack a violent temper (for the most part), fear is a powerful drive for me, and my ego isn't really too much of a thing, plus from my traits rooting from a history of schizophrenia, sociopath/psychopath/ASPD/etc results are typically disregarded in such cases.
My dad too exhibits many of the characteristics of a psychopath/sociopath, my mom on the other hand is a typical Swedish loving, selfless person (understanding these personal traits has always been an enigma for me). My brother was not an exceptional person, people could see from the start he reeked of mediocrity, something my dad despised. So it did not take long for him to put his focus on me, with parenting traits similar to a tiger parent. He was never particularly controlling or micromanaging in his style more just expecting me to achieve. He did not let me have friends until I was only enough to realise “what they were for†which was to use them for personal gain. Now of course I don’t take the stance totally, I do have meaningful relationships with people around me but I think the example offers insight into his character.I suspect his dad was similar in nature, being a high ranking military personnel.
So I did achieve, and align my goals in life with accumulating maximum power and domination. I am stunned by our similarities, not in character but in other respects. I too skipped two grades and practice gymnastics (although I don’t prioritise it over my other physical activities). Even though there are few people in my grade I can relate to or have meaningful conversations with, there is one or two people. However there are many other circles which contain infinitely more interesting people, albeit they are older than me.
My father did instill what I see as the most important thing in life in me, a drive to achieve and realise your goal. Although maximum power might not be the best goal for self actualisation I believe it might come on the way or in some way be related to what I see as the best allocation of my time right now.
The cleptomania sounds a bit absurd and unbelievable, confidence does not get you past scanners or security. I have never really had any need to steal things nor do I seek the thrill of stealing. I try to be long term in life and the risk here does not outweigh the reward, at least according to my knowledge.
Right now I am in the midst of applying to college, having topped scores and GPA coupled with very attractive extracurriculars helps. Not too sure where on the spectrum I would lie, I harbor a strong hate for what I see as weakness and laziness in people. People such as my mother who seem to deem others over her own existence perplex me.