Infatuation
I have never known anybody like you. You are amazing. You are so loving, so kind and so gentle. Everything you do makes me happy. I didn’t think that was possible, not after the last person I was involved with. I don’t want to go on about that person for too long, why spoil this wonderful moment eh? Suffice to say they were not what I thought they were, a con-artist and a charlatan who made me think that they were something else and they took advantage of my good nature. I know you will not do that. I know you are too good a person. It is written all over you. I cannot believe how lucky I am to have found you. I wasn’t really looking but I am sure glad that I have found you. You are amazing. Have I told you that already? I can see you nodding. Sorry, I am just so excited to have finally found you and I am just so excited about all the adventures and fun we are going to have together. You really are everything that I have ever wanted in a person. There are not enough wonderful adjectives available to describe, there really aren’t.
My friends think I am nuts, but in a good way, because all I do is go on about you. I tell them the places we go to, the marvellous days we spend together and just hat a special, precious and loving person that you are. It restores your faith in human nature after all of the terrible things that have happened, sorry I am mentioning them again, I must stop doing that. I am all over the place, in the good way, this is what you do to me. Anyway, I tell my friends all about you, all of the time and I know that they are delighted to see me so deliriously happy because they have not seen me like this for some time. I have such plans for you and I. Wonderful, momentous and special plans. I want to tell you all about them now because they are that good, but I am not going to. I don’t want to spoil the surprises. This feels like my birthday, Christmas, a promotion and a wedding day all rolled into one. I know you might think I am going over the top but this is how happy you make me feel. I feel like I am on fire, fizzing with anticipation and joy. It is truly sensational and it is all down to you. You have brought this out in me. If it wasn’t for you I don’t know what I would have done. You rescued me and made me smile. You are my world. I mean that. I want to be with you all of the time and forever because you are so giving, so warm, so loving, so considerate, so funny, so attractive and well, just the very, very best. I have told my family about you, naturally and they cannot wait to meet you. I think they are nearly as excited as me. I think of you as soon as I wake up and you are in my thoughts all through the day and as I lie down at night I think of you again and wonder what you are doing and wish I was with you right at that moment.
You move me to the extent that I want to do great things for you and I and everyone else. You inspire me, you drive me and you motivate me. I feel completed now I have you, like nothing can ever hurt me and I know I will never let anything hurt you. That can never happen. I need you and I hope that you need me, we are a partnership and cannot be torn asunder, no matter what the world throws at us.
You will probably have seen my Facebook page littered with all those comments about you. I just feel them welling up inside of me and I have to let them out, give birth to them if you will and let them be shared with the world. It is the right thing to do, to allow such joy and happiness to be shared all around. Why shouldn’t other people be happy as well because we are? I want you. I want you more than anything I have ever wanted before I will do anything with you. I want us to be together, I want us to be one. I want us to grow old together and still be in love in sixty years as we are now. I know what we have is so special that we can achieve that.
I know I am babbling on but it is all good isn’t it? It is right to be this enthusiastic and excited and I know this is always going to be the case. That gives me so much comfort but again it is all because I know that we can rely on one another, trust one another and support one another. We are made for one another. Your hands fit mine perfectly, we coil together at night, fitting perfectly around one another. You finished my sentences and I know what you are going to say right before you say it. It is as if we have been forged from the same thing all those years ago, then separated and finally we have been put back together again in order to be happy and why not, we deserve to be happy. You make me happy and I will do the same for you. I want to tell the world how wonderful you make me feel. I want to take out advertisements in newspapers, on YouTube and on television. I want to shout if from the highest mountain and from the rooftops that I love you.
Am I infatuated? Of course you are. Who wouldn’t be so infatuated when being with someone as gloriously brilliant as me. Now, say that all again to me.
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I do too. Maybe because we are wiser and don’t fall quite as easily? More leery?
I feel like it gets increasingly more difficult for me to feel infatuation the older I get.
Observing my dear cousin’s numerous relationships and listening to him, I see how strongly he idealizes his women.
Every other woman is the “best of the best” for him. He creates her “ideal” image in his head and “love” it. She is a goddess, absolutely perfect, flawless.
This infatuation with his “fantasy” lasts for 2-3 months and when he discovers that his “goddess” visits the toilet, defecates, and uses the toilet paper as any mortal being does, he has an “existential crisis” and…vanishes.
He isn’t a malignant type, he doesn’t torture his women. He just vanishes and continues to look for another “goddess”, which doesn’t exist in principle. It is sad, because he is a very dear person for me.
Noname
I have a friend like that. He’s 61 and never married and runs through relationships quickly. He’s given up looking for “the one” now. His ideal of the perfect woman is one who will never criticize him in any way (and that includes almost all questions). I told him he’d have better luck looking for one of us who never sleeps.
I often think those narcs looking for perfection don’t really want a human at all. They want an android. One of my friend’s very favorite movies is Blade Runner. It is really sad for those of us who care about them, though, to watch and realize they will never find what they’re looking for.
That last sentence. . . I feel the same. I really need to watch Blade Runner. I keep hearing about it but haven’t seen it yet. Something to do this weekend, I’m thinking!
Windstorm…this is eerie how you just described my narc. Same scenerio 61 never married no kids. I think its fear of failure for him. His parents marriage was rocky. They had 8 kids and hes not told me everything but i suspect his father was a narcissist.
Narc Affair
Same with my friend. I never met his parents but I heard a lot about them. Mine was his mother’s golden child and he talks about her incessantly. All he’d ever really say about his father was “he was just like me.” But I could tell they never got along.
Hi windstorm…i cant quite figure out if my narc was the golden child but i suspect so bc his dad put him in charge of the inheritances and divying up the money. Its ironic bc he doesnt talk about his dad during his childhood with warmth. Ive had to ask questions to get him to talk about it. Hes very private and its taken the 6 years to learn not a whole lot.
He loves animals and i do know this to be genuine so i think in that respect not every narc is alike yet hes never owned a dog or cat. Ive asked him why and he said bc of his apartment and that he feels animals need space. A cat would do fine in an apartment. I feel theres more to it. Its what HG said “attachment is the seat of misery”. Hes afraid of attachment.
Narc Affair
Oooh! That does sound creepy familiar! Mine really loved cats but never had one of his own because he lived in an apartment and wouldn’t have the time to care for it.
I know several narcs who are very good with animals and even own some of their own. Although they very rarely do any of the maintenance for the animals. Dogs often love narcs. Maybe they can sense the attitude of superiority and respond instinctively like to an alpha male.
My dogs absolutely adore my exhusband and act like lovestruck puppies when he visits. I know he gets a lot of fuel whenever someone else’s dogs act like they love him more than their owners. He reallyeggs it on and laughs if he senses any frustration or annoyance from the owners.
Hi windstorm…what you described in your last paragraph is my narc mother in law. My little princess chihuahua is the most timid dog youll meet and takes forever to warm up to people. My mil hasnt really liked her bc of that and brags about how my sister in laws dog gets so excited when she goes to her home. Its never bothered me bc my mil is so obvious and its always got to be about her if shes interested or feels good about something. Anyways my princess has been warming up to my mil and now shes starting to talk about her more and is bragging how shes play fighting with her and excited to see her …lol
It is an obvious match, if the narc is willing. Dogs love and respect a strong, dominant personality and narcs love anything that generates intense emotion and that they can use to triangulate.
Don’t be surprised if soon your little princess rolls on the floor and fawns all over your mil. And if she senses that this irritates anyone, your mil will be in 7th heaven, too! 😄
Hi windstorm ….lol thats exactly it! If my mil senses it bothers a person she does it more. I do love my mil but she is what she is and its so obvious in her case. Its always about her. She used to get so upset and put off watching my furbaby get excited when id come in the door she would go to the bathroom now how sad is that?? Im trying to seperate how she is and why she is that way so i dont take it personally or let it get on my nerves. Im trying to be more “narc friendly” 😄
NarcAffair
That’s what we need to do. The world is full of narcissists. Best learn how to recognize them and to not take their behavior personally. I’ve always felt that the better I understand something, the less likely I am to be hurt by it. That goes for narcs as well.
You are right, windstorm2, it is very sad to watch how he “dies” slowly. His eyes were shining with hope when he was younger and now I see that that hope is deeming. And I know what happen next. And I know that I’m not capable to help him on deep level, because of nature of our relationship (brother-sister cousins). I just can aleviate his separate “symptoms”, but I can’t help him in general.
He has an interesting version of the Hoover nature also. When I asked him why he always returns to his “fallen goddess”, he sad “I forget the bad things pretty quickly, but I always remember the good things. I remember how happy I was with them. It is a NOSTALGIA. And I want those times back”.
Eeh…
I have a love-hate relationship with infatuation…
Is it safe to say that the Narcs infatuation lasts about the same amount of time as a normal person? 4-6 months? And infatuation is another word for Golden Period, right?
No Ajo, it can be less or more and is linked to the efficacy of the fuel provided. Infatuation does take place during the golden period, yes.
mirror mirror on the wall, who’s the greatest of them all…
until the last couple of lines I was going to ask who you were trying to entwine around your finger now, HG…
it sounded exactly like the ex’s “I’m going to be a daddy omg omg yayyy” speech I got. “I’ll love them and teach them stuff and I won’t be like a lot of those absent fathers, blah blah blah”.
and i think everyone here knows the rest, since it’s always the same result, no matter what, when it comes to narcs…
There were 73 “I”s in that speech. That’s a way my exhusband amuses himself when he meets a new narcissist. He counts how many times they use the word “I.” The last one he shared with me was a preacher giving a eulogy at a funeral we attended together. He stopped counting in the mid 80’s.
Damn, I need to add more, I am not having a preacher outdo me, mind you, I bet my number of Is to words used ratio beat his.
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You’re right about the ratio, HG. He droned on and on. Pretty sure both he and the deceased were both lessers or at best lower mids. You have no worries about maintaining your superiority! Lol!
Ha ha, oh I have no concerns in that regard WS2.
Amazing!! That was my ex narcissist husband!
If someone said all of that to me right off the bat, I would run for the hills!! 😜