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Insanity.

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They say that psychopaths don’t reform, they just become more manipulative.  I guess I wanted to see if it was true.  I am still not convinced, I think psychopaths could be reformed with torture, I believe that psychopaths only respect coercive authority.  I think this is because they were over coddled as children when they should have had their asses beat.  Their parents created an environment where they children could manipulate them and rewarded the children for manipulating them, or lying to them successfully.

I learned long ago to observe a person’s actions and their results more than what they tell you they are doing or thinking.  This is one of the ruses psychopaths like to use to manipulate people.  They say this is what I am doing and this is why I am doing it but they keep getting a different result.  When you point out the disparity between what they say and what they do, and force them to rationalize it, you get pretty words, and emotional appeals but the behavior remains consistent and the result the same.

I have long observed all the strategies and techniques women like to use for passive aggressively taking over the relationship, it is amazing that this pattern remains so consistent and women will lie to your face when you confront the behavior and the result.  I don’t know, I just kind of hate my life, it is so obvious to me what is going on.  What women do isn’t love, because it isn’t reasonable, it is greedy and stupid, insidiously evil.  Below is a photoshop I did for L, this is her gambit, her ace up her sleave, she is a histrionic psychopath which means that she manipulates people with an appeal to sympathy.

L is very good at portraying herself as a victim of circumstance tossed about on the sea of fate.  A helpless, hapless, hopeless victim.  But that is the strategy that has been most successful for her all of her life, appealing to others pity by looking pathetic.

wikipedia:

Histrionic personality disorder (HPD) is defined by the American Psychiatric Association as a personality disorder characterized by a pattern of excessive emotions and attention-seeking, including inappropriately seductive behavior and an excessive need for approval, usually beginning in early adulthood. People affected by HPD are lively, dramatic, vivacious, enthusiastic, and flirtatious. HPD affects four times as many women as men.[1] It has a prevalence of 2–3% in the general population, and 10–15% in inpatient and outpatient mental health institutions.[2]

HPD lies in the dramatic cluster of personality disorders.[3] People with HPD have a high need for attention, make loud and inappropriate appearances, exaggerate their behaviors and emotions, and crave stimulation.[3] They may exhibit sexually provocative behavior, express strong emotions with an impressionistic style, and can be easily influenced by others. Associated features includeegocentrismself-indulgence, continuous longing for appreciation, and persistent manipulative behavior to achieve their own needs.

Essentially what the histrionic psychopath does is she makes an appeal to emotion by characterizing herself as a victim of everything causing people to come to her rescue.  She has used this gambit repeatedly throughout her life successfully.  Like Fritz Perls says, “a person will emulate whatever behavior they believe to be dominant.”

Appeal to emotion or argumentum ad passiones is a logical fallacy which uses the manipulation of the recipient’s emotions, rather than valid logic, to win an argument. The appeal to emotion fallacy uses emotions as the basis of an argument’s position without factual evidence that logically supports the major ideas endorsed by the elicitor of the argument. Also, this kind of thinking may be evident in one who lets emotions and/or other subjective considerations influence one’s reasoning process. This kind of appeal to emotion is a type of red herring and encompasses several logical fallacies, including:

In spite of my repeatedly pointing out her recurring patterns in her behavior she refused to change them.  One of the boundaries I laid down for her was not going outside the relationship to make me look like an ass.  On over 8 different occasions since I have told her not to do this I have found out that she was doing it.  The last yesterday.  It’s not just that, she causes these big scenes, she doesn’t participate with reason, she agrees to stuff and then doesn’t act on it or does the exact opposite of what she said.  She expects me to be loyal to her and predictable to her while she does whatever she wants, leveraging herself against the relationship, trying to use the relationship as though it were money, using my reputation while at the same time ruining my reputation.  Psychopaths are insane, they consider themselves as the cause of the good, they are incapable of scrutinizing themselves, punishing themselves, controlling themselves, or being critical of themselves.  They do not respect your boundaries.  Because everything they do is good, they, like your mother have no reason to respect your boundaries, why do you need boundaries?  Are you hiding something?  They presuppose their own moral authority to judge others and to punish others while refusing to accept the consequences of their actions.

A few nights ago was the last straw, once again L was building herself up to throw a hissy fit. She competes with my room mate, an old lady, L feels aggressive towards any women around me, anyway, my room mate doesn’t have to stay in her room until after 8, and it was 7 and L was flashing her eyes at her like an animal like she always does.  L is also jealous of the attention I give to my little 10 pound cockapoo, which is a way of reliving my child hood in a positive way because of having an abusive father and family life.  My only family in the world is this old lady and my dog and L wants to get me away from both of them so she can hen peck and nag me into insanity or submission.  So I asked her if she wanted to cheer up or get out and immediately she started raising her voice, we have a rule, she doesn’t get to yell at me, she communicates reasonably and there are topics that she can’t talk about namely my room mate and my dog.  She compares herself to my dog and my room mate, she is not my dog and she is not my room mate, my relationship with her is my relationship with her, not my relationship with them.  Does she want to be my dog?  Cuz then I will treat her like my dog.

Long story short she says that she will leave but she is going to take all the food she bought, great, I work retail and it is thanksgiving and I had to put up with bitchy, retarded, customers and employees all day so all I want is to enjoy myself in peace.  She leaves and I sit down to watch some tv.  Next thing I know she is banging at the door and window, and yelling at me, oh and she yelled at me in the parking lot in front of my neighbors (3-story apartment building), I gave her all the food she bought and some of the food I bought.  I know she said it just to win the argument, she expected me to back down, instead I helped her load up her car.  So now she is banging on my window and calling me again and again and again.  She eventually stops and I don’t know where she is but come to find out she is over at my neighbors, a 6 foot tall skin head with amphetamine psychosis.  She is using her power play, acting like a victim to get people to come to her aid.

Knock knock.  Who is it?  Skin head.  Skin head who?

I open the door this time, cuz it’s no L, and their is skinhead, I am standing there in my underwear with my right nut hanging out half asleep and he is standing there very excited with electrical tape wrapped around his knuckles.  He very loudly with violent gestures explains to me that he is going to protect my girl friend from me.  I figure he was there for about 15 minutes yelling at me, he was standing inside my door.  I am no slouch to combat but I was tired, and I am getting old, I realized long ago that when a person is this prepared for battle and drunk and who knows what else they are on, that you don’t waste words, you prepare for actions, reason will avail you not.  I am trying to think how I can prevent the conflict from escalating.  If I close the door he will block it and start a fight.  If I ask him to leave nicely he will refuse and start a fight.  If I try to push him out of the door he will start a fight.  Solution, quickly move his center of gravity and lock the door.  I double fist punch him in the chest, to move his center of gravity and then close and lock the door.    At the very least it will create a trail of evidence if he pursues the conflict.  He punches the door leaving two massive dents right about neck level where I would have been.

THE CAUSE OF THE GOOD

What is so fascinating about the psychopathic mind is that it never admits that it was wrong.  It always perceives itself as the cause of the good.  Not only did L not take responsibility, she lied about being at his house, and when pressed she asked me why I didn’t take out my anger on him?  Why wasn’t I angry at him?  Because I don’t have a relationship with him, I have a relationship with you and I expect you not to be an idiot and put me in harms way.  I talked to her briefly the next day and she was still as remorseless as ever and full of venom and vitriol.  Raising her voice, talking over me, still on the warpath.  I told her not to call me, and not to come over, if she came over I would call the police.  Almost immediately the phone starts ringing and 15 minutes later she is knocking at my door.

Psychopaths don’t reform, they just become more manipulative…..

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MICROEXPRESSION HELL

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I am not like other people, I relax into philosophy and thinking.  The problem is that every time a read a book or study a new science I get smarter, and then the world looks stupider and more evil to me.  And then I see things more acutely and whereas I would like to be wrong about a lot of things I find that I am actually more correct than I knew which then makes me more depressed.

A few years ago I became interested in microexpressions and I bought a bunch of Paul Ekman books.  Now I am so sensitive that I can read peoples faces like books and I find this more depressing than ever.  It was useful to plug into my theories on relationship and philosophy but it is one of those things that you can’t shutoff.  I get to see how everybody is in relationship with me.

It is interesting if you consider that our brains are hardwired to recognize faces and read faces to a certain extent.  So every time something repeats it creates neural myelination in your brain, it reifies something.  So when I see a repeated reaction to myself it characterizes me to myself.  It becomes part of my sense of self and who I feel myself to be.  At least it would if I was normal and gave a single fuck what people think about me.  Fortunately for me I know that the vast majority of people are insipid fools so I don’t take their reaction to heart anymore.  I kind of use it against them in a way which I will get into later.

They have found that facial expressions of contempt and disgust are the single biggest factor in signaling the end of relationships.  So it is interesting when people meet me for the first time and know literally nothing about me and they react with contempt and disgust.  I know that relationship is not even an option.  It is over before it began.  All they know about me is how I look so I know that they are prejudiced.

Some functional psychopaths usually with histrionic personality disorder like to scream with their faces to “communicate a state”(my term :D) to people, to manipulate their emotions to make them feel bad about themselves or to make them think they did something wrong.  I get this all of the time.  Instead of modifying my behavior I repeat the “offensive” behavior and then I repeat tautologies of that behavior.  I look for exactly what their trigger is and then I put it on fully automatic.  My feeling is that if you can be offended you need to be offended.  If you don’t want to see homosexuals kissing on the street or you think that my 7 pound cockapoo is the devil because a black dog prevented Gabriel from finishing a mission, your ass needs to stay inside where you are safe from the dirty, dirty, world.

I want you to consider something, all of your experiences are tainted by the fact that you are the one having them.  Everything that has ever happened to you creates a normative bias and a sense of who you are.  People react differently to you and relate differently to you than they do to anyone else.  In the yoga sutras of patanjali this is discussed although I say it more plainly than most.  My psychologist ex gf used to chide me about my approach to people, I constantly explained to her that people don’t react to me like they react to her so I will not get the same results with her strategy.  I have to use the strategy that gets the most positive results for myself.

Ekman says that being in a permanent refractory state is the same as being crazy and indeed I have driven people insane that tried to communicate to me that I was annoying them and therefore I must modify my behavior.  The hidden subject is that they feel I am attacking them by existing in the universe being visible to them.  So the only way I can be part of the solution is if I died or disappeared and that is not going to happen.  I am not responsible for your emotions.  You do not get to win by being a victim or feeling victimized or being mentally and emotionally damaged and not wanting to be sane or mentally healthy.  If people want to be obsessed with me and to dedicate themselves to my destruction and silence, well then….

COME AT ME, BROH!

…but seriously, you don’t know what kind of mental kung fu I have and if you want to antagonize me you will find yourself fighting a tidal wave or a hurricane.  That is how your mind compares to mine.  So do your worst mental midgets.  But I digress, I have driven people mad that fucked with me, not even joking, we are talking asylums….

I am not responsible for your emotional reaction to me.  You are responsible for your own damn emotions.  Grow the fuck up.  Take some fucking responsibility for yourself.Image

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