The Narcissistic Truths – No. 220


9 thoughts on “The Narcissistic Truths – No. 220

  1. narc affair says:

    I find myself picking out the narcs out there much easier now especially lessers. Theyre everywhere. I had a guy on words with friends msg me with the hello and four replies later…are you single or married. Then the sob story that his wife died during giving birth to their second child and how lonely he is. ***red flag*** when someone tells you something deeply personal way too soon its either bs or its bs.
    In the old days before knowing about narcissism(thx to your works HG!) I wouldve felt deep compassion. Theres still a twinge of it there but i can see it for what it is and its a lesser using a sob story to get fuel of some sort.
    I asked if hes dated much. No he cant bring himself to. Its been 7 years but no. Idk i smell bs.
    Its in a sense comical when you see these obvious narcs bc theyre cracker jack common narc material lol

  2. Iris says:

    Once you were the best chair though, that’s why he choose you over all the other chairs to be his IPPS.

    Your cushions were the softest, your back support was the firmest and your height was just the right height for him to sit comfortably on after a long day at the office.

    Once I was proud to be his best chair.

    Now I want to be a human being.

  3. Ann says:

    I have this strange feeling that this whole blog is one big projection. On this picture narc is the stool, right? Because according to this blog it is the narc who perceives himself as “incomplete” and dysfunctional. Then again, it is the narc who produces fuel to hook up people (love bombing; for negative fuel – see Stockholm Syndrome), not the other way around. The narc is the narc dealer who manufactures a pill to hook us up to maintain control.

    Here is where things get interesting though. If you think about it, anyone can “love bomb” and go out of their way to please a person, swipe them off their fit based on background research, social media pursuit, acting and so on. This is not at all a problem. The problem is – you invested your time and energy into selling them your make-believe and finally imposed “control,” now what? There is no way you could sustain the manufactured level of attention forever and at some point, you’d run out of “pills” and face disappointment/devaluation/discard. Or, alternatively, you can “lose interest” first. One way or the other the whole thing is pointless – fake self-image generates fake power and everyone ends up hating the experience at the end. While a normal person would learn their lesson and move on, the narc proceeds repeating the same thing over and over again, thinking of himself as omnipotent/omnipresent and what not. Well, look, first, it doesn’t work with all people – you have to carefully pick your targets (here goes your “omnipotence”). Second, some of us who tried to ride the fake image wave, quit by the end of high school as we learned that all such strategy does is turn us into a stool.

    1. narc affair says:

      Hi ann…inreresting post and so true!! Narcissists way of life in theory doesnt last thats why the cycle and going thru many sources bc eventually it does crumble and eventually it cant be resurrected once a victim leaves for good. The problem is theres millions of others with vulnerabilities they can sift thru.
      Its a cycle for a reason bc it isnt self sustaining just like the narc. Codependancy.

    2. Iris says:

      So true Ann.

      Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and still expecting different results.

  4. Somewhere over the rainbow says:

    “Bella (Beauty)

    She answered to the name of Bella
    The local people didn’t want to let her go
    She captivated all the villages
    People was saying to me: “Be careful about that girl”

    She was a phenomenon, she wasn’t human
    The kind of girl who can change the biggest delinquent into a great gentleman
    A beauty unequalled, everybody wanted to grab her
    Without knowing she was taking them for a ride
    Mesmerized, you can give her all
    She just had to ask then we started up straight away
    We wanted to impress her; to become her favourite
    Without knowing she was taking them for a ride
    But when I see her dancing the evening
    I’d like to be that CHAIR on which she sits
    Or less than that, a LOSER
    Just A STONE on her way

    Yes, it’s a phenomenon who likes to haunt our dreams
    That woman was called Bella, the golden-skinned
    Women hated her, and others envied her
    But men could only love her
    She wasn’t a homegirl, neither easy nor difficult
    Synonymous of “gorgeous”, to her feet: only disciples
    Whom quickly became undecided, trembling like leaves
    She caressed you without even touching you
    But when I see her dancing the evening
    I’d like to be that chair on which she sits
    Or less than that, a loser
    Just a stone on her way

    Come on, blow my mind
    Make me as thick as a brick
    I am your dog’s shadow.” Maître Gims’s song

  5. narc affair says:

    An individual appliance.

  6. Nuit Étoilée says:

    This pretty much sums it up.

    Where do I order one poster-size?

  7. Catherine says:

    This is a hurtful one. To be someone only of use with a function to someone else. To be regarded as an object and an extension of another person with no right to boundaries at all. To be the chair in this meme that enables and elevates the narcissist, where he can rest his legs in comfort, where he can climb high to soar above me and above everybody else, where my feelings of discomfort and pain from his heavy burden when stepped upon never ever will be a consideration.

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