Help me. He spoke to me

Wow. You sum up my relationship with the ex-Psych prof PERFECTLY. "They are eternal carrot danglers."- Here come the examples. The ex-P presented himself as a Wittgenstein expert... but when I brought up Wittgenstein, he'd evade, change the subject, he even used a line from Derek Jarman's biopic about the philosopher. In one scene, Bertrand Russell's mistress, Ottoline Worrell, tells Wittgenstein, "You're a philosopher and I'm a woman." The ex-P recast it as "I'm a philosopher and you're a woman." He considered himself a philosopher of language... but he didn't want to talk about it. I'd say, "Philosophy isn't EMOTIONAL. We can talk about that." Of course, he'd go flaccid. The ex-P went to see "Shakespeare in Love"-it provoked lively debate. But when I wrote an article for the college newspaper about a performance of "Twelfth Night",he FREAKED OUT. I showed it to him, to reassure him that he wasn't in it(??) The ex-P's lecture my freshman year was about Augustine's "Confessions." I did my senior thesis on Augustine's "Confessions." Needless to say, he has NEVER written about Augustine again... and he zoned out, fidgeted during my senior oral examination (despite being on the panel as presenter) He considered himself a philosopher on the subject of religion... he no longer considers himself a philosopher, or an expert on religion.... LOL!!!! "Never tell a Narc what you really want"-The ex-P was from Massachusetts. He discouraged me from going there. My sister moved there 4 years ago... YES, I have seen Boston. Loved it. The ex-P did NOT meet up to my expectations. I idealized Boston, and it EXCEEDED my expectations. MFA, ICA and ISG FTW!* I told him I wanted to write about religion, philosophy, be a journalist... he discouraged ALL of those. But I did them anyhow. His favorite work was "War and Peace." Still is. (Frankly, his obsession with "War and Peace" is like my nephew's with Kipper, a British cartoon dog, and the Australian Wiggles-except my nephew makes sense) Of course, I was interested... but he was so paranoid and territorial that my senior year, we were assigned "Anna Karenina" instead. The ex-P expected me to be frustrated. Instead, I loved it. He KNEW how much I liked it. I'd even say, "Wow! You're like the self-absorbed, bureaucratic Alexei Karenin who sees his wife as if she were a child instead of a mature adult! And he's more concerned with propriety than morality!" When my senior class was assigned "Anna Karenina" instead of "War and Peace", it raised a ruckus. I think the ex-P fed off the conflict. Some seniors were really upset. I think the ex-P was afraid that at some level, I was getting off on his frustration. That I could send a mere teacher into conniption fits. *Great Bostonian museums: Museum of Fine Arts, Institute of Contemporary Art, Isabella Stewart Gardner.

I posted this comment earlier. They get off on our grief and agony just like they do when we adore them. Sick bastards! "Ns get an equal amount of Narcissistic Supply out of seeing you in writhe in agony at their hands as they do seeing you adore them. Once they have devalued you, they may actually get more supply from causing you grief."