In The Blink of the Eye

The world has become a faster place. Cars have steadily increased in speed, trains thunder along the tracks and aeroplanes race through the sky. A jet fighter is particularly quick as it breaks the sound barrier, an e-mail can carry a message from one side of the planet to the other in an instant and a television broadcast can encircle the globe in seconds. Whilst the world has become progressively faster, speed has always lurked somewhere. Few things have been faster the law of succession of the monarchy. “The King is dead, long live the King” encapsulates that the moment James I died in 1625 then his son Charles I became the king within a dying breath. The striking of a flint stone that caused a spark to ignite and thus fire to come forth was a further example of how speed has always been evident. Notwithstanding these historical examples and the onset of technological advances which has made the world become faster and faster, few things can be said to be as quick as the time it takes for our kind to change.

From idealisation to devaluation, from worship to hatred, from cherishing you to chastising you, this dramatic shift in attitude happens with such speed that is leaves you dizzy and bewildered. One day everything is fine, there are smiles and kind words, affectionate glances and warmth but without any warning, without any indication or hint of what is to come, the position alters and does so suddenly and drastically. Gone is the affection and in its place that awful stony silence which has you repeatedly asking what is the matter? Tell me what is wrong? Have I done something to upset you? We may have just been laughing together at something and then before the echo of that laugh has faded away you are defending yourself as we launch a tirade at you. You are taken by surprise at the speed by which we have attacked you, you are so confused and stunned that you cannot even speak. You may have even paid us a compliment as we sat having dinner with friends and you turn to look at us to find we are glaring at you or you are on the receiving end of a scathing put-down. The shift from happiness to sadness, pleasure to nastiness and joy to despair is dramatic as it is swift. How many times have you remarked

“It is like someone flicked a switch” ?

A light turns on and off in an instant. We turn on and off you in an instant. This change is utterly bewildering and causes considerable consternation and concern for you. You always ask what is wrong, but of course that will just annoy us and irritate us all the more because you should know what is wrong. You should be second guessing us. If you loved us you would know what was wrong wouldn’t you? How many times have you heard that line hurled at you before a plate or glass follows? But why do we change so rapidly and seemingly without reason ?

I have explained on many occasions and no doubt will continue to do so that you fail to grasp and understand the dynamic of your relationship with our kind because you look at that dynamic through your world view. You apply the logic and rules and reason of your approach to life to a situation which follows our rules because we created the world in which both you and I now reside. We dragged you into this false reality when we seduced you. It is both a fairytale and a nightmare where nothing seems to make sense,but if you looked at it through our eyes it makes perfect sense. So, let me avail you of some understanding from our point of view as to why this change happens, why it is so quick and why is hurts so much.

We may be laughing together but I don’t think that you laughed as loud or as heartily as you should have done at my witty remark or entertaining quip. Pathetic? Yes by your standards but not by mine. Your role is to pump out that positive fuel and you have not done so to the expected level by not laughing loud enough. This offends me. You have criticised me and just like the spark arising from the flint above you have ignited my fury and it manifests as me lashing out at you.

We may be sitting peacefully in the living room, music playing in the background and enjoying a lazy Sunday reading the newspapers and then the paper is hurled to the floor and we are attacking you verbally. In that supposedly pleasant silence we remembered a remark you made two weeks ago which was critical of something we had said. We berated you at the time but that does not matter. As you know, we love to bring up the past. The recall of that event burns at your unwarranted criticism and once again our fury has been ignited resulting in you having your placid Sunday shattered as a shouting match ensues.

You may have just complimented our shirt and trousers but you forgot the shoes. We then forget the compliments you provided to us and solely focus on the compliment you should have given us. We are elevated and superior to you and you should recognise this at all times, well you would if you loved us wouldn’t you? Your failure to provide the compliment is again a criticism and our fury ignites.

What makes it worse is that we will often not tell you what the basis of the fury is and instead go on the attack by criticising you in return in order to make us feel better. We may not say you failed to compliment us about our new shoes and instead remark about how we do not like your hair the way you have styled it, which makes the situation all the more bewildering for you.

This sudden change allows us to gather negative fuel from your angry defence, tearful replies and sobbing apologies. It allows us to keep you anxious, on edge and confused which allows us to maintain control. This change makes no sense to you, even if we explained why we felt furious at the time, but when you consider it through the narcissist’s lens it makes sense in our world.

This change of heart happens because somehow you criticise us and nothing is faster than the igniting of a narcissist’s fury. As you know all too well.

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17 thoughts on “In The Blink of the Eye”

  1. The part about igniting the narc’s fury because of a remark made two weeks ago is exactly what happened to me, except my discard happened six weeks later. I guess I really ought to pat myself on the back for manipulating it so well, he took the bait! But what the hell took him so long?!

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  2. It stayed just from love to critics… from being the best mother to being to permissive, from organized to forgetful, from the best driver to not taking the correct lane.. all possible. in all forms and shapes….. 🙁
    I think this post is very helpful to the ones that are realizing what is happening.. If I only could have read this years ago……. –
    But I did one day, this blog came to the world to help so many people <3

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  3. Oh I know this so well! From why are you not texting me? To I can’t take all these text messages! To if we ever meet again you will be the first to know! To I still want my sweet femdom! I ask is there something wrong after not hearing from him for 3 weeks! I get, I get tired of you always asking what you have done wrong! My reply, That is not what I said! I know I didn’t do anything wrong! But with you I can never tell! Silence for two more weeks!! Smh!

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  4. Double minded. Double talkers. Double dealing. Double standards. Two faced. Duplicitous. Jekyll and Hydes! Flip floppers! Quick change artists. Hypocrites! Wolves in Sheeps clothing! Come here, GO AWAY! No wonder we have suffered so much with cognitive dissonance! Split our minds! All of you Narcs can go somewhere away from me and now I won’t bother you with such terrible insults anymor! Problem solved! 👍🏼

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  5. This is so true, but HG my Narc never wanted to go in the past, constantly saying to me why do you bring up the past? I won’t go there is what he would say all the time.
    Why ???

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      1. Anything in the past about our relationship even if I said my phone was sync pictures of us in the past he would say why do you keep going in the past

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  6. My dear Narc,

    I did not get my notice email that you had new posts on the blog. Perhaps I have ticked a box that took me off the email notification or I have done something on my side to cause this interruption of communication.

    Please advise.

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    1. Sometimes WordPress has glitches. It may be a glitch. I don’t know if you login if it gives you the option again to receive e-mail notifications. I would check that first. You could set up a new account and tick the notifications again that way I suppose.

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      1. Do I need a new account? would rather not. I could go in and be a crazy blogger I suppose. Alter personality. Oh this could be fun.

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  7. Ok so since you are obviously aware of how your mind works and the way an average persons viewpoint is different, If I compliment your shirt but forgot the shoes, would you personally “being a greater” still be offended knowing that through our eyes and viewpoint it was intended as a honest compliment?

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    1. I am unlikely to be offended since you have paid me a compliment.
      If I was low on fuel and there was no risk to the façade it may not be enough and therefore would prompt a reaction to press you for more fuel, such as “How about the shoes?” or “These are Church’s what do you think?”
      There would only be an ignition of fury if there was a serious demand for fuel and there was no façade risk, speaking as a Greater.
      Of course I would ensure that those who have been arranged around me would remember to compliment my shirt, shoes, watch and hair cut.

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  8. This particular behavior was so off putting to
    me. I t got to the point where I realized nothing would ever be good enough for my husband. I was not fooled into believing there was something wrong with me. I began to see, little by little there was something clearly wrong with him. I tried to help him but my efforts were to no avail. He finally got out of our marriage by blaming me for cheating on him. It really was the craziest thing I’d ever seen. I just wish I hadn’t spent 10 years finding all this out. The golden period was clearly not worth it in my estimation. Lesson learned.

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