The insidious ones

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#1 Jun 19 - 5PM
sarahb
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The insidious ones

Sometimes, I think, many Ns are quite subtle and insidious in destroying self esteem - they slowly make you believe that YOU are the dysfunctional one, and they are being oh, so noble to put up with you and all your "problems." I am posting something I wrote in the 90s because it may help some of you who are dealing with these insidious types. (I came to this board due to another different non-love interest Narcissist in my life...I guess I attract Ns like mosquitoes).

I never ever really think of this former N that I wrote about, his power over me is long gone. I wrote this bit not knowing anything about Narcissism - interesting, huh? And, the "perfect" person I speak of here? Gone, gone, gone, like many, many unfortunate others...he hasn't found the perfect person yet, YEARS later.

Our lives together
Were one long, drawn out, never ending
Self improvement course for me.
From the beginning you were oh so unhappy and grumpy
Unloved, put upon, forced to be in power and caretake
But the irony is that YOU forced it to be that way.
You offered me
NO support
NO affirmation
NO love
Just advice on how to be someone else to win your love.
You cannot live, you cannot breathe
Without your pretense of power.
You truly cannot love
And the love of others, their vulnerability,
Disgusts you.
It means you are responsible for that loving person.
It is frustrating, your inability to see my strength.
I resent your version of me, your version of the relationship.
After grabbing all the power by being mean and critical
By never letting me feel at ease
By constantly judging
You ironically say you cannot be with a weak person like me.
But think about it
I put up with you for 6 years, your insanity, your criticism, your unloving nature.
I think that makes me pretty f&%ing strong.
Good luck on your stupid pathetic rebound relationship
With the new "perfect" person
Oh yes, I am sure that she's all that I am not
Completely utterly independent; A sexual wonder; never shy or unsure or vulnerable; never emotional or hurt; never ever has any problems;
Doesn't ask anything of you;
is unfazed by any nastiness you exhibit,
in fact, loves you all the more for being such a strong, nasty, independent guy.
Worships you. Yet hates you.
Asks for no intimacy. Complete utter detachment.
What a crock of shit. Good luck you stupid pathetic f*&khead.

Jun 20 - 9PM
Lisa E. Scott
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Sarah

You cannot live, you cannot breathe Without your pretense of power. You truly cannot love And the love of others, their vulnerability, Disgusts you. Wow! This is powerful and to think you didn't know about narcissism when you wrote this. It is a dead-on description. Thanks for sharing! Isn't the power of writing so healing? Please post this under "The Importance of Journaling" so it's easily accessible at all times.
Jun 20 - 5AM
Qing Yuan
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First I have to say that every word of it....

...Every word of what you wrote was true to the deepest core and it would have fitted my thoughts of my Nacr husband perfectly... I could have written it almost... crzy isnt it? Except I am still his only soure of supply. The only idiot-fool, stupid enoff to fall for his drivel and get pregnant... so alas he will keep 'trying' (TRY being the operative word) to 'play' with my mind... I have to say that YES.. me too... i knew before I met my Narc husband... that there was something about the men I was attracting or attracted too that was 'screaming' out about limited empathy and limited emotional abilities. There were warm one minute and then emotioinally cold and withdrawn, agrressive and I often saw the 'blank' expression so often discussed here.... And I too wrote stuff that I look back over and I cant believe how I didnt look for more information at time. If I had I may have been more prepaperd for the trickey and level of deviousness that was coming... I was journalling and getting stronger and if I had not got pregnant I know for sure I would have left Narc husband as soon as he showed his true coulours. I had a lot or bad relationships when I was 'looking' to be loved... A combination of "how ignornat/naive it is too look to be loved and not to love your self first" and "meeting men who are predators of those kinds of co-dependent people" But in my favour I always got out, some longer, others soon after meeting. I got with the programme soon enough with most guys! I saw in them, what I didnt undertsand or like and made a sharp exit... I just think that all woman here who have not gotten tricked into becoming a parent, who have not yet become the 'always obtainable' source of supply should take heed at this point.. I knew all along something was wrong (I guess) and yet my Narc husband managed to woo me and lull me into a false sense of security. he scouted and profiled and made a picture of who I Was and who he wanted me to be...he made a play for me that would show how clever he was. In the past he has bought me expensive presents that he cant affford to show me how he knows me and loves me. I had always wanted a piano since I was a child and one day he bought one for me. I instantly forgave him for all the arguing and all the fighting. All the bullying nad belittling was forgotten in a second... STUPID EH??? He seemed so dear and he was making this apparently very kind gesture that showed, he wanted me to have this special deep meaningful present that was more about how he had remembered how I wanted one than the cost etc... He said that he put me first becasue he was going to buy himself a intument but he didn't becasue I was more important. AWWW sweet eh? It was just devious PROFILING!!!! It later transpired that I would never get time to play it and when I did (when he allowed me mummy free time) I would ask him to listen to my music, but he refused because of an array of different reasons which he gave which sounded quite reasonable at the time????! Never satisfied his nit picking b*ll shit would only rea-appear so he would try to think of other things that would make him seem thoughtful to do... he did this a lot... I used to fall for it everytime... others though to him as a real diamond bloke... Behind closed doors when out son was small and he came home to find a weak wife and a crying baby and he hated his job and felt tricked and trapped and resentful.. he would unleash his wrath... Your piece of writing reminded me of that.. and made me so happy in a way... that I am where I am today and that at least I know the stuff about narcissism, NPD, PTSS, PTSD, and other such condtions that I never understood properly before.. I am still mid thirties and there is a possibility of me, possibly meeting someone someday who is not like this.. but until then I am gona enjoy getting to know more about what I want from life and how I can give my son and myself a happy, peaceful life using non-violent mode sof communication and empathy.. thanks for this. Its just amazing to read. Perhaps your femail-intuition is very powerful. its good that the information on Narc-ism is available to us now so we CAN ACTUALLY ACT upon that intuition.. x
Jun 20 - 10AM (Reply to #11)
sarahb
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Vix

That is so like a Narcissist, isn't it, to buy you a piano then find ridiculous reasons to never listen to you play it? seems like it was just another way to tell you that you don't matter. Sounds like you are on a good path now! There is definitely the possibility of meeting someone normal. I was involved with two more Narcs after this (even with my intuition, go figure), but then I did end up marrying my wonderfully normal husband who has empathy and respect for my feelings...this relationship is night and day from my experiences with all the other Narcs in my life
Jun 20 - 9PM (Reply to #12)
neveragain5
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Thank You sarahb and Vix for your posts and poem

Right now, I am not feeling as strong and reading what you wrote Vix, helps tremendously and is inspiring. Sarahb, I too saw all the signs years before and never had an answer. I even had read "The Sociopath Next Door", within a year of when I met the last one. Sometimes, I just feel so ridiculous that this all happened. It helps to know so much that there is hope and that I will not be destined to a life of continuing this pattern of dating these men. It is probably one of my biggest fears at this point. Congratulations to you for meeting a man that gives you what you deserve to have! :)
Jun 19 - 7PM
broken23
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wow thats so strange you

wow thats so strange you wrote it before and it is so accurate about them. i often find i also wrote alarming things in my journal before i knew about narcissism. no support no affirmation no love thats so true. such selfish users.
Jun 19 - 6PM
Introspection
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It is interesting that you had no idea about Ns....

and yet "nailed it." Very deep and descriptive. They are masterful at destroying our self-esteem and yes, so noble to put up with us. And when they dump us, they leave us to beleif that it was our fault; and let's not forget how they LOVE us the day before it turns to hate?!?!?! Thank you for sharing Sarahb, it's inspirational!
Jun 19 - 8PM (Reply to #7)
sarahb
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they are all alike!

It so strange that I knew all about Ns without knowing it - I thought he was uniquely insane! I am amazed by all the smart, kind, amazing and insightful women on this board. Narcs really do target the best, brightest and most caring. To everyone who is grieving being dumped by an N - believe me, one day you will THANK YOUR LUCKY STARS THAT YOU GOT AWAY!!!
Jun 19 - 9PM (Reply to #8)
Steph
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so true they are all

so true they are all alike! Nothing unique about them.....once you learn about it they are all actually pathetically predictable. thanks for your post:)
Jun 19 - 8PM (Reply to #2)
NancyM
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sarahb

That is awesome. I have been doing the same thing now that I know about Ns, going back over my old poetry and thinking, wow, I was onto it and did not even realize it. Writing is such a powerful tool for recovery and I have always used it over the years without even realizing how powerful it was. It is probably the one thing that kept that last thread of sanity intact. I won't share a lot of them here because some of them are very dark and obscure but I will share this one because it is more about recovery. I wrote this about 10 years ago after coming out of my second round. Unfortunately I still did not know about Ns and got hit for round three. Live Again I’m running from the life I live To find where my heart has gone. Having had too much to give I’ve lost more than I’ve won. Uprooted the tree is dying And faith has all been slain. I’ve come home and I’m trying To find myself again. Here the track is faded, broken Obscured, overgrown, astray. Dust devils swirl hot and choking But I can find the way. I have a need to be out there And let life’s pressures wane. No if’s, no why’s, no when or where, Just feel alive again. As the sun slips from a heavy sky Smeared by the blood of roses; “Do you remember me?” I cry “Or know the trials my life imposes? I’m lost now, I can’t manage, I don’t know who I am! Please help me find the courage That I may live again” Stars on an eternal sky smashed wide It’s too long since I’ve seen. Filling the darkened void inside, Too long away I’ve been. Campfire draws me to the burn I feel my fears drain My soul is crying out it’s yearn To feel alive again. Swept inside the dying flames Our spirits there entwine. We are one, we become the same, The land, the sky and mine. Wrapped within the old and wise Protected from all pain. Together we await the sun to rise And to feel alive again. I sense the nomads wandering still, The keepers of the dawn. And barefoot on a ragged hill I watch the sun return. There’s a whisper humming through my feet Says “I know you, I feel your pain” I release my heart and soul to weep, I shall feel life again. I let the demons run their course And I rage for those defiled. I strip the chains of my remorse To find the heartsick child. I staunch the flow of angers’ blood To stop the spreading stain. These demons, I must face the flood To feel alive again. A vibration is humming quietly In rhythm through my feet. The wind is caressing lightly And fills my soul complete The pain and fear is finally leaving I know exactly who I am. And I finally am believing I’m feeling life again. Upon the wind, arms imploring, I let my demons go. They’re twisting, turning, screeching, clawing Cos no one has to know. The fear is gone and now I mourn My loss for fear of gain. The wall will fall on this new dawn I will feel alive again. Here I do not feel the loneliness Of unrequited love. I do not feel the hopelessness Of the endless push and shove. My confusion has but flown away Where sky meets distant plain, And I hear my spirit softly say “I am alive again!”

Nevergoback

Jun 20 - 9PM (Reply to #6)
Lisa E. Scott
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Nancy

Wow! This is a beautiful poem. I especially like: I staunch the flow of angers’ blood To stop the spreading stain. These demons, I must face the flood To feel alive again. A vibration is humming quietly In rhythm through my feet. The wind is caressing lightly And fills my soul complete The pain and fear is finally leaving I know exactly who I am. And I finally am believing I’m feeling life again. So powerful! Please post this under "The Importance of Journaling" so it's easily accessible to everyone. It is so inspiring!
Jun 19 - 9PM (Reply to #4)
Introspection
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NancyM...

Your poem is so hard to read to the end...I FEEL THE PAIN you were experiencing! You were deeply hurt. At one point it brought me to tears, most likely because I could relate or because it touched a part of me that I have burried away; God I'm glad it's over! Thanks for sharing! (((HUGS)))
Jun 20 - 2AM (Reply to #5)
NancyM
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Introspection

Sorry I didn't think of that when I posted it and i didn't mean to make anyone cry. I have not cried over that in a long time but your post brought tears to my eyes. :) sarahb... to be sure there will be no fourth round, I think I am at a stage if I see that glazed look come over anybody's eyes I am likely to brain them on the spot. I hope normal guys don't do it at all.

Nevergoback

Jun 19 - 8PM (Reply to #3)
sarahb
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your poem

I like your poem, Nancy. All the truths about Ns are in words, demons, blood, confusion...I agree, writing it all out is so powerful and so helpful in recovery. Glad you won't have a round 4 with an N!