Sociopath A memoir

Review by Booklist Review

Gagne first saw people like her in prison. At age 11, she was visiting her uncle at the prison where he worked when she heard the term sociopaths used to describe offenders who had no remorse. The description hit home. The author herself would eventually be diagnosed as a sociopath, a loaded term she carefully unpacks in this fascinating memoir. She describes living without easy access to certain social emotions like guilt, empathy, and embarrassment. Apathy is her default state, one that comes with pressure that builds until she finds release. After a childhood incident in which she stabbed a neighbor in the head with a pencil, she vowed not to use violence to relieve that pressure. But in college, trespassing and stealing cars only went so far to help. After her diagnosis, she began investigating how sociopaths differ from psychopaths and discovered a dearth of treatment options for a disorder affecting millions. Desiring an emotionally full life, she pursued a doctorate in psychology and eventually became a therapist, wife, and mother. Readers of this remarkable account, presented with Gagne's psychology training and her clarity born of years explaining her experience, will never see the word sociopath the same way again.

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Review by Publisher's Weekly Review

"I am a twenty-first century sociopath," former therapist Gagne asserts in the introduction to her bracing debut, "and I've written this book because I know I'm not alone." She begins by recounting her childhood affinity for thievery and other early signs, including the excessive time she spent alone, that "something about me was off." As Gagne grew older, stealing trinkets gave way to stealing cars and credit cards, and in college, her first therapist diagnosed her as a sociopath. Reading all the material she could get her hands on, Gagne learned that the condition (characterized by "a disinclination to empathize with others") is widely misunderstood--and often misdiagnosed--and resolved to pursue a PhD in the subject to help others like herself. Meanwhile, she managed a bumpy relationship with her boyfriend (and eventual husband), David, one of the few people for whom she felt deep love. Gagne's stated goal is demystification ("representation matters"), and she succeeds, legibly outlining the workings of her mind and the hopelessness she felt upon diagnosis. Courageously candid and sometimes shocking, this no-holds-barred self-portrait offers an illuminating glimpse at a mental health disorder long shrouded by shame. Agent: Melissa Flashman, Janklow & Nesbit Assoc. (Apr.)

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Review by Kirkus Book Review

The story of a therapist and grief counselor's struggle to understand and mitigate a stigmatized disorder. Since early childhood, Gagne writes, she knew she lacked the empathy, shame, guilt, and fear of consequences typically possessed by others. Her antisocial behavior frequently brought her into conflict with authority figures and confirmed her sense of difference and, sometimes, despair. In adulthood, after finally receiving a diagnosis of sociopathy, she sought ways to manage it, eventually becoming a psychologist specializing in the disorder. A crucial element in her success, she notes, is her relationship with an exceptionally understanding man who taught her how to love. This memoir is unusual in its presentation of a decidedly unlikable and rather frightening narrator, who describes a lifetime of bad behavior and ongoing struggles with deficits in kindness and common decency. Her seemingly sincere and plausible request, however, is for compassion to flow in the other direction: from the non-sociopathic toward the sociopathic, who are understood as suffering from a medical condition and whose humanity remains intact no matter their moral limitations. Gagne makes a reasonable case for such sympathy and for the possibility that sociopathy may, to some extent, be treatable. However, the narrative itself, which relies heavily on conventions from the romance and thriller genres, has a markedly fantastical quality, and what emerges often seems to favor vivid storytelling and self-aggrandizement over honest introspection. Descriptions of the author's uncannily astute contributions to her field of study have a particularly dubious quality. A disclaimer informs readers that "some timelines have been condensed, some dialogue has been reconstructed, and some characters have been presented as composites," which may put off some readers. Though the book is marketed as a memoir, it reads very much like a work of fiction. A peculiar, provocative exploration of the limits of social acceptance. Copyright (c) Kirkus Reviews, used with permission.

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