Why You’re Addicted to the Narcissist
As part of the implementation and maintenance of your no contact regime, it is necessary for you to understand a very important person – you.
You need to understand that you have an addiction, an addiction to the narcissist.
Why do you have this addiction? What is its foundation? Why is it so powerful? Why does it prevail even when you gain extensive knowledge about escaping the narcissist? Why do you know the narcissist is bad for you yet keep engaging with the narcissist in some form? Why is it so hard to overcome? Why does it have such a grip on you?
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I had to put this somewhere, so I decided to put it here – well, hopefully, if HG agrees.
It’s about a marvelous dream where three of us were travelling with HG and we had pulled up to a Disney style hotel to stay (might be a reminder to read again about getting in the car with a narcissist). The third person was leaving the party and HG was seeing them off. AspEmp was the other person with me 🙂 and we were unloading the car when I turned and said “Oh, HG …” to equire about how we were to lock up the car if we didn’t have any keys. HG threw his keys to me and I was surprised and – here’s the addictive part – delighted <3 I thought "HG would never give his keys to anybody", which I know to be true (unless they were a valet) – and it would typically show a level of trust. I felt 'special' and went ahead in locking the car after retrieving our items before heading into the hotel. I forgot to mention, HG's car was a big black one, very 'heavy duty', likely a Bentleigh or some such.
The hotel was intriguing and maze-like. We had to find our way through a kind of maze to get to the front desk and there were a lot of obstacles and activities going on around us. It seemed like a test, and I was reminded of Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory. We had to decide if we were going to disturb or disrupt a family activity or find a way around it. Finding a way around it would show a level of empathy, and so on. We were being tested, a la Willy Wonka 😉 Then I wondered if the car keys were a test as well – was HG testing me by handing me the keys and offering to let me lock the car and keep the keys safe for him? Was I curious enough about the keys to try to discover more information about HG or would I just use them for the intended purpose?
What I understood was that everything was a test, and nothing to be taken for granted.
Glad I wasn't on my own, AspEmp <3
Well played, well played my friend. I am more impressed than I have ever been in my life.
This is something for me!
(Pity, it’s the audio).
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My inner masochist is always hungry.
But… I’ll take as much as I can carry. No more and no less.