Toxic Relationships: Surviving a Narcissist09/04/2016 admin Add Comment
It’s hard for thinking, feeling human beings to understand the true nature of someone who is unable to love and unable to empathize. I grew up surrounded by them.
Who Are We? The Ones Who Get Sucked In?
How do they weave their spell? How does a strong, intelligent and grounded woman or man get sucked into the black hole of someone else’s insatiable psyche? It’s easy, if you’re used to Narcissists. A father who is a compulsive gambler and liar – someone who takes self interest to a whole new level. I started to ask questions, set boundaries and I was not cooperating to her satisfaction, so I was dismissed. Most of us have filters, and we know when we’re hurting someone and try to make amends. A narcissist doesn’t understand the concept of making amends, because they truly are never wrong. We try to modify our behavior so that we don’t make the same mistakes. Those of us who know them intimately have become masters of looking the other way, of making excuses, of refusing to see ugly when ugly is standing right in front of us waving an enormous red flag..
Whether Male or Female, The Narcissist is a Nightmare
They say that 75% of Narcissists are men. I got a first hand glimpse at a female narcissist and it took about a year into our two-year relationship for me to start wondering whether I was actually losing my mind. There is no experience quite as humbling as giving your all to a relationship and discovering that the other person was not remotely committed to you or the relationship. The other 25% are women, and they are just as deadly. A mother, who I love dearly, but would best be classified as a benign narcissist. Then last, but by no means least, a grandmother who lived nearby who could suck the life out of a room with just one or two vicious comments. Everything I believed about myself was called into question: How I looked, how I ate, how I functioned – normally quite well thank you – but not when I’m under siege. It does not occur to them.
. It wasn’t so much a breakup as a dismissal. While it’s slowly dawns on you that you weren’t quite paying attention, they’ve already moved on.
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