Talking with the narc...

I've been thinking of my talks with the narc....

How he would walk out of the room with I was talking to him about anything concerning me...

How he would change the subject back to him...

How he would fake being sick or so tired that he couldn't really listen to me ........I would have to them cater to him and get his medicine (the drugs he was addicted to) or rub his back.

How he would tell almost everytime when he did talk to me about how I was handling my money, relationships wrong, everything wrong..... (all the time telling me I was an amazing woman who could do anything I wanted to, what a mind fuck)

I just talking about everyday conversions, not the times I would confront him. (that was when he would rage, or sit me down and talk to me like I was two)

So today, I'm exploring the issues of why I thought it was ok to be with someone who did't listen to me, who didn't care how my day went, who just didn't want me to have a voice. I'm sure it has to do with my family of orgin, but another inventory to take on why I feel my voice is not important.

Anyone else feel the same way?

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