A Letter to the Narcissist – No. 54

 

moon letter to narc

 Dear Sunshine,
                            Well,you were my third lightning strike. So that means you’ve got some really good game.I wanted to congratulate you on how well you played me.Man,you really went above and beyond.
All those years of pretending to be my friend before confessing your love to me. It blows me away how much time and work you put in.Amazing job on pursuing me and knocking down all the walls I had built up. A beautiful display of love bombing. Absolute perfection.
You made me feel safe giving you my heart. I had the security of our friendship and felt that I had a pretty good idea of who you were as a person. All of it must have exhausted you. I guess that’s why your mask slipped so quickly. I knew you as the cool guy with a fun, outgoing,colorful personality, comedic with a sunny outlook on life, strong but gentle , an “open book” with a romantic heart.
And I left you as a lying, selfish, scheming ,weak,boring, creepy,irresponsible ,meth induced ,thieving , gay crossdresser . Damn, you really had me going there for a bit. I never saw it coming ,not from you.
    Yes,I left you. I left the others too. I always leave first and do it unexpectedly .Treat me right and I will treat you better, but if you decide to play me for the fool,you will have to pay the price. Before I go, you must be exposed. So I smile, pretend all is well, and act oblivious to the insanity. I watch and I wait untill I gather all the information to prove you are not who you claim to be. You never saw it coming,not from me.
Years down the road,if you are ever feeling frisky,and decide to go reaching on your shelf looking for me,don’t bother. My chord is still cut. If you don’t believe me plug it in and see. I assure you nothing will happen. Just ask the others. Stangely enough, I have a shelf too. Three lightning strikes that turned into three beautiful gold trophies. Try if you must to crush my soul and enslave me . Try to steal my inner light. You cannot because it is mine. It is protected and you can never have it. No one can.
  Game over,
                                                                                                                                                                     Moon

5 thoughts on “A Letter to the Narcissist – No. 54

  1. Dragonfly#2 says:

    Moon, great strength and I get it. I just got played by a Greater and I’m not easy either. Damn, he was as good. He studied acting and degree in Drama from Brown. I don’t want to would him anymore. There was the time I went supernova on his a**. However, pre-HG I made mistakes when I escaped. Now I have taken the experience toward a more positive direction for me. Tx for sharing.

  2. /iroll says:

    What’s with all the closeted gay narcissists? There’s nothing wrong or shameful about being gay, even if this kind of fraud happened to you.

    Narc men can be homoerotic, they want to be close to social status – but if the person is unobtainable and a man, they can hero-worship them, if it’s a woman they will discredit them. That’s their sexism. They’re seducing everyone at the social level and power is their ‘sexuality’ – but that’s not -always- about literally having sex or masking their sexual orientation.

  3. Lisa says:

    Ouch! Thumbs up Moon!

  4. LYNN says:

    Moon thank you for such a wonderful strong letter, just what I needed to hear right now. I admire your strength and applaud your no nonsense attitude.
    It is truly terrifying how covert they can be and the lengths and duration they will go to to keep up the facade and reel you in, goes to show that no matter just how experienced you arr from previous abuse sometimes the red flags can be well hidden for a long time. Just wonder what your first red flag was and did you start to detach the moment you saw it.
    Thank you for sharing,
    Lots of Love
    Lynn

  5. Kensey says:

    Kudos! Great letter!
    I love the last wound = Expose.
    Escape.
    No contact.
    Expose.
    It’s like no contact meets tattle tale and they T-paper the Narc’s faux life.

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