Your Fault: Blame and the Narcissist

Finally, understand why it is always your fault and never ours.







  1. Nar came into my home took pic of family which had dead husband in it and set it on fire. Burn it up. Yelling at me that his ghost was in this home and why I wouldn’t commit to him. The dead husband had never live in my home.The pic was kept because children were in in.It was so hurtful I just can’t get past it.Has repeatedly show up randomly and started name callin/I’m always wrong/a quitter.Not standin by his side. I have been blind sided and an emotional basket case since I met this person.

  2. Bloody hell HG! I’m just over a quarter of the way through and so far it reads like a plea for understanding. Kind of sweet really. Although, as before, your argument based on necessity it full of holes.

  3. I finished it already, HG! I had a long break today. The pity play after the first withdrawal/silent treatment was because he didn’t want my family to think badly of him. He did say he didn’t like to feel guilty….and he considered any conversation about a problem.(after the golden period)….as making him feel guilty…? Even though we never argued.

    When he returned to his abusive ways….and I removed myself from him AND TOLD HIM WHY he got offended…I guess he didn’t care anymore and he went rogue.

    He was nothing but respectful and nice in the beginning. Why would he think I would put up with his BS?

      1. No?! It’s N3! Seriously, even the glasses and the suit! Even the hair! He wore a suit like that (shirt was lavender) on our first date! I fell in love with him in that suit….lol. Not many men wear suits on a weeknight date….

  4. Well of course it’s always my fault. It’s my fault, not yours, when you don’t love me the way you love your other children. My fault, not yours, when YOU drove through the garage door (and you were alone in the car)

    1. Identically did my friend. All sorts of very crazy things. She once threw a sofa out the balcony onto the street. Everybody in the neighborhood feared her.

        1. Yes, a two place antique meuble, those with armleaners curled down ( not really a sofa but I have no clue how its really called) , which belonged to her husbamds family and he had paid for restoring.
          I asked her how the hell did you get the forces to do that?? She said I domt know, it was the rage because before I never managed to lift that. I imagine she slide it to the balcony ( it was in their sleeping room) and then threw it off the fence of the balcony.

          1. And if they were cleaning and had to vacuum UNDER that thing, she couldn’t lift it to run the vacuum under it.

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