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Ever met an actual Psychopath?

How could you tell you were dealing with one?
What are some of the characteristics exhibited by a Psychopath which can help identify this type of individual?
Were you feeling fear or apprehension at some level when confronting one?

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Just think of the most carefree person you know who regrets nothing. Optimistic to an extreme where caution and cowardice become synonymous. Everything they do can only work out for the best.

Excitement and attraction is what you'd most likely feel around a psychopath.
Easy, OB. If he's a right wing wacko, and his user name begins with V and ends in h.
No regrets, they don't work.. sings Robbie.

That's psychopathy. Doubt, fear, pessimism and regret don't get you anywhere and simply do not register for that reason. You wouldn't lose heart by looking at the corpse of that dog you've killed. Thoughts and feelings of empowerment are pretty much all there is because they work - work for you if not necessarily for the rest of life on earth.

But we must not mistake psychopathy for cool and the impersonal masks we wear to survive in mass society. The latter is more akin to the sociopath over the psychopath and it's the mild end of sociopath at that. Keeping doubts to yourself is not psychopathy. And the very individualistic person may go to great lengths to appear normal where the ordinary goes to great lengths to stand out. The sheep in wolves clothing is ordinary, the wolf in sheep's clothing is the real nutcase.
YES..I've met a few and one I knew personally.

The main traits of a psychopath/sociopath:

They have no remorse or guilt

Lack of empathy


Shallow emotions

Deceitful and manipulative


Behavioral problems

Tell stories and are very convincing

They have "studied" deep subjects and have they say!

And a few more...
I met one once and it was a chilling experience. I had been at a friends house and he had rented out the basement of his house to a very nice woman who had been staying at a motel while looking for a place to live. My friend told me that this woman had only been there for about a week when her husband moved in with her. Not long after that the trouble started with many loud fights. One time she threw her cell phone at him and missed and it went through the window and broke the glass. The husband responded by throwing a cast iron skillet at her which missed and hit the wall and put a big bash in it. My friend asked me to come over to kind of back him up because the man had locked her out and she called the cops. When the cops came they pounded on the door and identified themselves. He opened the door and let us all in. While the cops were there, she was ranting at him about cheating on her while he was sitting on the couch having a talk with a magistrate just as calm as could be while she was going ballistic. I was struck by the total lack of emotion on display by the husband. He got up off the couch and was standing in front of her trying to calm her down when in anger she grabbed a gold necklace she had given him in the past off his neck. With that the cops grabbed her and placed her under arrest for assault and put her in the back of the police car.

After the cops left with the woman my friend and I had a chat with the husband. He went on to tell my friend that he was going to run his well dry. He also said he was going to leave the hot tub heater on all day and night and the steam was going to cause the ceiling to cave in, further that he was going to send my friends electric bill through the roof. He said all this with absolutely no emotion as though he was reading it from a book. It was exactly the same demeanor he showed as he was talking to the magistrate on the phone. I felt like I was in the presence of a person who could slit somebodies throat without so much as a second of remorse. I'm not ashamed to say I actually felt a touch of fear being in the same room with this sicko.

1) My sister-in-law.

2) I've had some formal education in psychology.
Y'all can pick up the basics by searching Psychopath Symptoms or Psychopath vs Sociopath. It's not difficult - quite easy, really.

2) Nope. Not a bit. I get along well with her - better'n her blood relatives.
The trick is to recognize 'em for what they Are and take it as a given that they'll behave as psychopaths - so one won't be surprised/disappointed when they behave as what they Are.

Her blood kin find it more difficult to recognize/accept her psychopathy than do I.
Understandable, I suppose. They have closer family ties/feelings for her & are disappointed/hurt sad when Daughter/Sis behaves as what she IS.

Just because you're paranoid doesn't mean they're not out to get you.

Later that day those two women were seen eating the intestines of a homeless man on 34th Street.
And this is why men talk more in a language of rules, respect and boundary. It is why men are somewhat more conservative in the sense of external controls placed upon the individual. Order and the discipline of the law. Men find retribution more rewarding for that reason of constraining lunacy. To learn the lesson the hard way is a necessary feature of being strong-willed yourself.

Women, religion and the spirit are something else. You may not have the confidence to do X, Y and Z even if X, Y and Z were legal and the spirit is a spur to X, Y and Z. Where doubt is the default the remedy is a course of esteem-boosting belief. And you better be forgiving or else nobody would dare do anything.
Haven't met them... but I know many exist on here.rolling on the floor laughing

In real life...everywhere I go.rolling on the floor laughing

Last one I saw, middle age, dressed in a suit, irritated, not intoxicated, definitely angry and getting volatile...about 6' and 250 lbs. Was buying something at a chip truck and when not given what he wanted he basically went berserk. He started throwing things at the owner and saying he was going to kill him. Slurred speech, increased salivation visible when talking, and lack of coordination waving his hand at me to back off. Everyone was running. rolling on the floor laughing I said, Sir, you dropped your food... you know how expensive it is. He said... WHAT. rolling on the floor laughing It was funny as hell and told him this is no way for a grown man to act in public. He went into his pocket thinking he may have a gun and instead took out a pillbox throwing it at me almost starting to cry stating he was acting funny due to these f*ckin things. A high dose of Perazine for God knows what reason instead of starting with a low dose or other primary drugs on an empty stomach. They took him away for observation.
Food....rolling on the floor laughing
Doubt he took it with meals..doh
And when I say conservative I do not mean free speech and filing for bankruptcy. Conservative as in the classic man who makes communication more polite and difficult at the same time, the man who pays down all his debts no excuses even though there's a strong argument in claiming that we are collectively better off without debtor's prison. Without claiming the pound of flesh that by male logic we have every right to claim. This is Portia, not Shylock.

The quality of mercy is not strained.
It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven,
Upon the place beneath.
It is twice blessed.
It blesseth him that gives and him that takes.
It is mightiest in the mightiest,
It becomes the throned monarch better than his crown.
His sceptre shows the force of temporal power,
An attribute to awe and majesty.
Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings.
But mercy is above this sceptred sway,
It is enthroned in the hearts of kings,
It is an attribute to God himself.
And earthly power dost the become likest God's,
Where mercy seasons justice.
Therefore Jew,
Though justice be thy plea, consider this,
That in the course of justice we all must see salvation,
We all do pray for mercy
And that same prayer doth teach us all to render the deeds of mercy.
I have spoke thus much to mittgate the justice of thy plea,
Which if thou dost follow,
This strict court of Venice
Must needs give sentance gainst the merchant there
I believe I grew up sorrounded by psychopaths slash narcissists, my father, my sister and my brother.

Horrible people, run if you can.

Not until I joined CS
I see a lot of psychos at food stands... like the woman eating from a relish jar with a spoon for hotdogs not wanting to share. rolling on the floor laughing
No, but I see one on TV everyday. DT. devil
Yes and sometimes the way he looked at me would send chills down my spine.

I just hope he eventually got the help he needed
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@ ooby_dooby

How could you tell you were dealing with one?

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Lil dongg... rolling on the floor laughing
I worked with someone who had to be escorted out of the office by the police. He was charged with murder and convicted. We still talk about it. He was a married man and generally popular in the office.

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