WAS YOUR NARC A THIEF!!

The ex-Psych prof was more into robbery as a metaphysical thing. His master's thesis, as well as his first lecture, was about St. Augustine's "Confessions." He said that if I got into religion/philosophy, I'd be "stealing" from him. So when I did my senior thesis on Augustine's "Confessions" (he has never written about Augustine again, somehow I poisoned it for him)... it was the heist of the century, and like DB Cooper, I got away with it. In my freshman year, he claimed that I had copied one of his essays off the internet, was selling copies of it, and mocking him behind his back. Later, I learned that John Kennedy Toole, author of "Confederacy of Dunces" and "Neon Bible", had this SAME paranoia&it cost him his professorship at Tulane University because he was losing his mind. He was afraid that I was selling copies of his first lecture. He'd talk about how he wanted to sue me, and this was right after my grandfather died. The reason why his articles now have internet pay walls is... (a)because I planted that idea in him and (b)paranoia. Not to mention his money fixation. I told him that if he were soooo afraid of his students "stealing" from him, he ought to get published. Was it all projection? Probably.

bottles of champagne from my fridge when he'd leave at night. I'd buy them for the weekend and when I'd go to grab it, it would be gone. I recall being dumbfounded the first time this happened. I asked him when he called 'uhm, is it just me or is the bottle of champagne missing from my fridge?' and he said 'oh, yeah, I took it to drink last night' or whatever. He did this repeatedly. Finally I said he'd have to pay me for it (I'm not made of money and would buy the champagne for the weekends for us to SHARE...of course he had no job and had to rely on handouts from his guilt ridden parents and the rich family he was conning to get $$). He also took food from my freezer; lotions, deoderants, things I would have at my house for his use. Needless to say I quit 'supplying' him (lol, at least in that way). The disordered one RESPECTED NONE OF MY BOUNDARIES. He even READ MY JOURNAL when I was in the shower one day... ...why I stayed in it so long is a testament to the level of my PTSD fog, cognitive dissonance and inability to believe that I could even function without him. I look at all that now and almost, almost laugh. He is nothing to me. He has nothing. He is nothing. I have everything he ever wanted AND HE TOOK, TOOK, TOOK. Oh well. His loss! Love and light from (not) spinning!!! (the sucka didn't take me down!!)

My first xnh was a humongous thief. He would buy record albums from the store (yes, this was back in the dark ages when albums were still LP's - lol). He would then record them, and returned the open albums back to the stores claiming that they were scratched. These stores were losing money every time he did this. He would also shoplift whenever he felt like it. I, also, would have personal items disappear. I came home one day from work to find ALL of my record albums missing (not his, just mine). He'd decided he was short on cash so he was selling MY stuff. I had shirts and clothing that went missing as well. I later learned that he was throwing them away because HE didn't like them. My second xnh (yes, sad to say I had two of them) didn't steal outright. He was more into things like attempted insurance fraud. Apparently before I'd met him, he had a car that he bought and then couldn't afford the payments because he's a financial idiot. His solution was to whine to a co-worker that he knew was stealing cars. He told this guy that he wished this car would just "get stolen" so he could get out from under the payments. Xnh's car "magically" got stolen while he was at work one night on a military base, and the cops found it later stripped down and parted out in a chop shop. The funny thing about this story is that xnh had put a bunch of custom parts (wheels, paint, etc.) and a supercharger he'd put onto this "stolen" car. Xnh could "afford" parts, but he could NOT "afford" the car payments? After it got stolen, the insurance company told xnh that they would pay off the car, but that he was required to buy one of the same make, year, and model to replace it. Xnh went through all of this and ended up with pretty much the same car he'd had originally (minus all of his custom parts), the same payments, and his insurance went up because he now had a stolen car claim on it. rofl. My second xnh's hideous P daughter was also a huge thief. She would rob her own grandmother's grave if she thought she could get away with it. She just stole in general. Stuff frequently came up missing in the house. It always seemed to come back to her and her "sticky fingers". She'd steal money or personal items from anyone and everyone. Of course, according to both her and xnh, it was NEVER her fault. lol.

He was a thief of my stuff, took some of my things when he movved out of my place and got all but one thing back and that he claimed he got from some place, it was MINE!

My narc would always steal things from his ex-wife's house and there was just something about him that I didn't trust. When he left, I made sure he couldn't get in my house and left all his things outside. I didn't trust him to not take something that wasn't his.

My NH got fired from one of his jobs after he stole money from the registers. He also worked as a waitress and just let it out one day - after one of his silence treatment periods- than him and his buddy were stealing credit card numbers from the customers and giving them to this other dude $20 each. At the second job he had while we were together he was accused of stealing a bottle of really expensive wine, that was never proved thou. He had no remorse about any of the illegal acts he committed and even suggested at some point that we became drug dealers to improve our economical situation.. I'm pretty sure that's how he gets by now that I'm gone and he's unemployed.

They all are, they steal your heart, spirit and SOUL, temporarily...and they're capable of anything, theft included, covertly N stole from me, using a credit card without permission, and I feel that anything I gave to him was theft by deception as had I known he was a nut case narc I would have never dealt with him at all, let alone give him gifts!

Oh god did you say he was a security guard mines is a security guard too and yes he steals things from his job all the time. This idiot actually told me that he had to steal out the dollar tree after he left me and was on his own. I believe him too one day when we were "making up" . We were in Wal-mart and my son needed a new belt which sticky fingers said he would pay for he then says after we find the belt "I should just put this in my pocket". I said "Hell no you're not , not with me and your kids here". I'm not going down with you. He then seem to realize who he was with and put on another mask and acted like it was a joke. It was no joke I saw the look in his eyes and he was dead serious. I thought to myself what a azzhole . Who would steal while with their family? He use to take 24 packs of water put it on the bottom of the basket and act like he forgot it was there and walk out the store with it. One time I told him that I forgot a small item in my basket and discovered it when I got to the parking lot and took it back to the store . He called me a sucker for doing that.