A Letter To The Narcissist – No. 50

YA DANCER
Hi ,

I don’t know if you’ll remember but last time we met at a mutual friend’s party, you said that you were going to text me that weekend to arrange to meet to ‘try to sort things out’. Maybe you were drunk, maybe you did forget, but most likely you just wanted to see how I’d react to that suggestion . The wild U turn out of the blue. My face gave away my lack of interest, I know. That must have gone down badly, as in your mind, I should have been all too delighted to get a chance to see you again.

I don’t have your number and you blocked me anyway. I can’t phone you so I’m sending you this letter instead.The truth is I didn’t expect to hear from you. And more importantly I can’t keep trying to ‘fix’ the unfixable.

I realise your expectations in life are very different from mine. You don’t see the need to apologise, ever, as in your eyes (but only yours), you’ve never done anything requiring any apology anyway.

It’s your massive sense of entitlement that drives that nonsense. So misplaced really, in one so lacking in genuine positive qualities. But I understand it now. You’ve got to compensate and cover up that real sense of inadequacy that you’ll never be able to admit to. That wounded small child, who never got enough love or attention, hiding deep inside you, controlling you even now, without you even knowing it must be masked with that false pomposity and arrogant superiority.

I  still feel a wee bit sorry for you but not like before. I now see that all you can do with empathy and love is abuse it, use it, manipulate it, and twist it into something that you can berate with. “Oh so sensitive, oh so quick to take offence, oh so stupid, so messed up, so dull”…oh so.. whatever negative flaws you had to project onto me. I get it now. It’s all about you really, as it always was. You can’t bear to see any flaws in yourself so spew them out onto others.

You reveal your own truths so blatantly through this behaviour.  But, I guess I have to thank you for  something at least. You shone a light onto parts of me that needed to be looked at and nurtured. My dealings with you have taught me that my instincts are bang on and need to be listened to.Not ignored or submerged.

My boundaries are not ever going to be eroded away to the extent I allowed them to be by your fake charm, your pretences, your sob stories, your lies and your ultimate devaluation.  You saw emotional honesty as weakness.  Yes, I can be sensitive but I’m far from weak as I suspect you also now realise.

The greatest irony in this sorry tale is that you are the weak one, the needy one, the one lacking in self-awareness, the dysfunctional one, and not me as you tried so hard to convince me. It took me a while but I really am now utterly indifferent to you. You’ve faded to a small dot on the horizon in my memory. You won’t like that I know but you always did express your own opinions with no regard to how they would be received so I’m doing the same here.

I hold no real bitterness now but I also have no desire to ever see you again. I wont ever entirely forget you but you’ve ceased to matter now. It took a while but I got there as I hoped I would. It made me very sad but I saw how the cycle would continue if I kept trying to keep you as part of my life.

Take care of yourself and know that whilst I did genuinely care about you, this is a real goodbye. Not a  manipulative silent treatment to exert control like you employed, but a genuine and sincere…… farewell.
Ya dancer.
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9 thoughts on “A Letter To The Narcissist – No. 50”

  1. So all I want is a little pic instead of this pattern I have in the little square. But can I fuckin do that? No!
    Why is it the most littlest and simple things are so damn complicated?
    Do I go to gravitas to do it? Or do I go to word press whatever to do it?
    I mean wtf???
    Why is it so difficult?
    How an earth did you get pics?
    I am literally going crazy…. I’m not joking!!!!!!

  2. Very nice letter congratulations… Every word is right and I like It very much especially when you said “The greatest irony in this sorry tale is that you are the weak one, the needy one, the one lacking in self-awareness, the dysfunctional one, and not me as you tried so hard to convince me” and when you said “But, I guess I have to thank you for something at least. You shone a light onto parts of me that needed to be looked at and nurtured”. They are slaves of themselves and have no choise; on contrary “we can”. I wish you all the best. Ps: I don’t know if that was the meaning, but, just to tell you, even my narcissist is a woman dancer of cuban salsa though…

  3. I still swing between the extremes of Hating or still wishing it could have been real and missing the golden days. What I now yearn for is what you have, total indifference, zero emotion. That’s what I want I wish it would come soon x

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