Knowing the Narcissist : Letter to the Narcissist No. 133

  When we met, you had nothing. That should have been the first red flag.  What 60 year old man has NOTHING to show for his life?  You had an old truck with a TV, a recliner, and some pots and pans in the back of it.  You told me your sob stories of how you have been homeless (always helping the other homeless).  Of how you had been a millionaire, but your ex stole it all from you.  The list goes on and on….what a crock!

  Looking back, how could I have been so gullible?

  I left everything behind and moved away with you, not knowing that you were distancing me from my own family and friends.  You convinced me to sell my car, it was too hard for you to get in and out of.  You were going to help me pick out another, but you said I needed a truck….doesn’t even matter, you gambled all the money, except what I used to pay rent and bills for you.

  So we started from scratch together(how romantic, right?).

I paid everything, the deposits, the bills.  You continued to gamble every time I got my social security check.  We never had a dollar.  You found an odd job here and there, you paid only a handful of bills during the first year.

  Finally, I realized I must get a steady job in order to manage.  You loved the idea, you even told me to work the night shift at the factory.  It paid more money…and of course left you alone at night.  BIG RED FLAG!

  Your behavior caused me to leave, so many times, 6, I think.  Back and forth, over and over.  Each time I came back, I brought some of my belongings, to decorate with, my kitchen stuff, my family heirlooms, things that meant the most to me.

I wanted my things close to me… pictures of my son who had passed, things my Dad made me before he died.

  Finally , escape #7 came.  I wanted out..the smirk on your face, confirmed my decision.  Of course, I was lucky to leave with a few clothes.  I left everything behind.  Divorce would be next.   Your refusal to sign the papers made me realize this would be harder than I expected.  You obviously didn’t want me, but you wanted control.  You told me you would return my things, so we didn’t have to go to court. I believed you. I am a trusting person.  Finally, it was done.

  Now, a year later, you still have everything that I hold dear.  You are a thief!  You knew exactly what you were doing…you always win.  You tell your new wife it all belongs to you.

  What a chump I was…you knew it all along.  You knew how to steal, you’ve done it many times before.

  I can still see that smirk on your face, I know you are laughing about it, all the while you are planning to steal again. It’s just a matter of time.  I can just imagine the stories you’ve told as to how you got all the things in your house, because you are a liar and a thief.

  Don’t smirk too long… I’ll survive.

You will always be heartless!

And you will always wish you could be ME!

                       Wife #7