narc loved and hated Baby talk

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#1 Nov 27 - 9AM
Godhasaplanforme
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narc loved and hated Baby talk

He'd constantly talk to me like a babie but sometime when I answered him back in baby talk, he'd resent me!

lol, this gets crazier as we speak!

Nov 28 - 1AM
kiwi10
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oh wow

mine did that. he used to joke that he married a teenger and talk to me like a 10 year old during fourplay 'look at that! wow! can you get it in your little mouth', then when i wante dto be coddled and comforted when i was fariad or insecure he'd say 'i'm not your daddy, grow up. be responsible for your own feelings'. they really are all the same.
Nov 27 - 1PM
Briseis
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ExNarc called me "Little

ExNarc called me "Little Mama". Or just "mama". Don't make me admit what I called him :( :barf: . Oh god, how sick. When we were dating, he told me he loved the idea of him and me calling each other Mama and Daddy. My grandparents called each other Mama and Daddy. The thing is, they LOVED and RESPECTED each other, and it was an old habit from when my mother and uncle were little kids. Only a Narc can turn a kind of sweet memory of the gentleness of my grandparents for each other into something perverted. With exN, I was his "mother". I met her a couple of times. He hated her, and she loved him. Hmmm. Narcs feel deep contempt for the people who love them. It's because they know what they are, way down deep beneath consciousness. Their Narc-ness is an overcompensation for a core feeling of being NOTHING, worthless and useless. Which their overcompensation sadly makes come true. ExN was one who said "I love you" at least once a day, even toward the end when he was psychotic from meth use and swirling around the drain. It was terrible to feel him approaching me as if I were his mother, because I respond to that crap with helpless compassion. I can't see something hurting and helpless and NOT knock people down trying to get to it and "fix" it. God did he use that on me :( . Made me so cynical for a long time. That's getting better, thank God. He didn't love me. He wanted to eat me alive and live himself. He didn't want me to LOVE him, and treasure him. He wanted me to FEED him from my own soul and body. And when I did, he hated me. It's why you canNOT have a relationship with them. They will hate you for doing what they want you to do.
Nov 28 - 1AM (Reply to #7)
kiwi10
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mine called all my firends

mine called all my firends 'little miss (their names)' which always sounded creepy and made me mad. he loved 'milf' porn and even granny porn. he also loved to be a pedaphile and 'daddy' gross. and to think i eagerly played along. :(
Nov 28 - 1AM (Reply to #6)
kiwi10
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mine called all my firends

mine called all my firends 'little miss (their names)' which always sounded creepy and made me mad. he loved 'milf' porn and even granny porn. he also loved to be a pedaphile and 'daddy' gross. and to think i eagerly played along. :(
Nov 27 - 9AM
gettinbetter
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Why of course he wanted to

Why of course he wanted to be the baby. They really are babies. I think that's why the psychic chord thing makes so much sense to me
Nov 27 - 5PM (Reply to #4)
Susan32
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Umbilical cord is more like it!

The ex-Psych professor treated me like a child, but he ACTED like one. When he threw a fit after I congratulated him on his engagement (it was my way of getting closure, my way of saying "bye" and he was to have NO say in it-like any good child he was to be seen¬ heard), I joked to my friends later I expected him to throw himself on the ground, all fist slamming and screaming. He was more profoundly childish than my Narc grandmother and my ex-Narc boss, because they're capable of acting like adults. I remember I used to tell him "Let's have an ADULT conversation." During my senior oral examination, he was fidgety, he acted in ways to embarrass me, and I... ignored him. I was going to succeed in my oral exam, no matter what. His colleague who went to grad school with him always had a weary look on his face when he was around the ex-P. He looked like someone when they're saddled with a burdensome child. The ex-P was incapable of relationships, straight or gay. It was the openly gay professor (who I think was his boyfriend for a brief time) who gave me what I needed-mentally- to get out! The ex-P would confuse real life and fiction... like little kids do. He absolutely worshipped his father... I don't think he sees his father as a faulty human being. The ex-P acted like my baby nephew... but with my nephew, it's UNDERSTANDABLE because he's a year old, can't communicate his needs, lacks maturity. Behavior that is excusable in a toddler is INEXCUSABLE in an adult.
Nov 27 - 2PM (Reply to #2)
Scoop
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I think that has a part to

I think that has a part to play on why we as women grieve so much after , in a way i felt i had lost a child when i left him (after a horrific D&D from him ) he was so child like in many ways ,i felt very protective of him emotionaly because i knew how imature he was ... in a way i senced his pain but had to take the bull shit he gave that covered it all up , even to him self .Couple that with all the terrible stories of his childhood abuse , i was mama .... ewww ... i havnt had children but i can only say to be renched away from him was like loosing a child .
Nov 27 - 9PM (Reply to #3)
gettinbetter
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yes me too

not so much in my twenties but this time yes. I sensed his sadness I even commented on seeing it in his eyes. The overhwhelming urge to be the one who made it all better for him. Now that I think about it I remember him saying "I wish you were here with me to make things better." I should have said wait a minute I thought your life was so great and you are so called "happy" then why would you need me to make things better. I know I have read somewhere that alot of people think they just go thru life happy go lucky because they have no empathy but its comments like this one that he made make me that they truly are miserable on the inside.