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it and change it. And time has borne her words out. Over the past
several years that Iāve worked on this issue, I have changed a great
deal in how I deal with it. Now when the envy gets triggered, I donāt
feel so entwined with the other person - I recognise that itās my OWN
pain getting triggered, not something they are doing to me. And so I
can acknowledge the pain in a more responsible way, taking ownership of
it by saying, āThe jealousy feelings are getting triggered again, and
Iām feeling worthless and inferior. Can you reassure me that Iām not?ā
Thatās a lot better than making some snide, hostile, or self-pitying
comment that puts the other person on the defensive or makes them feel
guiltyā¦ I do prefer the term āpartialā because thatās what it feels
like to me. Itās like a building thatās partially built - the house of
narcissism. For me, the structure is there, but not the outside, so you
can see inside the skeleton to all the junk thatās inside. Itās the
same junk thatās inside a full-blown narcissist, but their building is
completed, so you canāt see inside. Their building is a fortress, and
itās almost impossible to bring it down.
My defences arenāt as strong ā¦ which makes my life more difficult in
some ways because I REALLY feel my pain. But it also means that the
house can be brought down more easily, and the junk inside cleaned
outā¦ā
Thinking about the Past and the World
āI donāt usually get rageful about the past. I feel sort of emotionally
cut-off from the past, actually. I remember events very clearly, but
usually canāt remember the feelings. When I do remember the feelings,
my reaction is usually one of sadness, and sometimes of relief that I
can get back in touch with my past. But not rage. All my rage seems to
get displaced on the current people in my life.ā
āā¦When I see someone being really socially awkward and geeky,
passive-aggressive, indirect and victim-like, it does trigger anger in
me because I identify with that person and I donāt want to. I try to
put my negative feelings onto them, to see that person as the jerk, not
me - thatās what a narcissist does, after all. But for me it doesnāt
completely work because I know, consciously, what Iām trying to do. And
ultimately, Iām not kidding anyone, least of all myself.ā
Self-Pity and Depression
āMore self-pity and depression here - not so much rage. One of the
things that triggers my rage more than anything else is the inability
to control another person, the inability to dominate them and force my
reality on them. I feel impotent, humiliated, forced back on my empty
self. Part of what Iām feeling here is envy: that person who canāt be
controlled clearly has a self and I donāt, and I just hate them for it.
But itās also a power struggle - I want to get Narcissistic Supply by
being in control and on top and having the other person submissive and
compliantā¦ā
Regretting, Admitting Mistakes
āI regret my behaviour horribly, and I DO admit my feelings. I am also
able, in the aftermath, to have empathy for the feelings of the person
Iāve hurt, and Iām horribly sad about it, and ashamed of myself. Itās
as though Iād been possessed by a demon, acted out all this abusive
horrible stuff, and then, after the departure of the demon, Iām back in
my right mind and itās like, āWhat have I DONE???ā
I donāt mean Iām not responsible for what I did (i.e., a demon made me
do it). But when Iām triggered, I have no empathy - I can only see my
projection onto that person, as a huge threat to me, someone who must
be demolished. But when my head clears, I see that personās pain, hurt,
fear - and I feel terrible. I want to make it up to them. And that
feeling is totally sincere - itās not an act. Iām genuinely sorry for
the pain Iāve caused the other person.ā
Rage
āI wouldnāt say that my rage comes from repressed self-contempt (mine
is not repressed - Iām totally aware of it). And itās not missing
atonement either, since I do atone. The rage comes from feeling
humiliated, from feeling that the other person has somehow sadistically
and gleefully made me feel inferior, that theyāre getting off on being
superior, that theyāre mocking me and ridiculing me, that they have
scorn and contempt for me and find it all very amusing. That - whether
real or imagined (usually imagined) - is what causes my rage.ā
Pursuing Relationships with Narcissists
āThere are some very few of us who actually seek out relationships with
narcissists. We do this with the full knowledge that we are not wanted,
despised even. We persist and pursue no matter the consequences, no
matter the cost.
I am an āinverted narcissistā. It is because as a child I was
āimprinted/fixatedā with a particular pattern involving relationships.
I was engulfed so completely by my fatherās personality and repressed
so severely by various other factors in my childhood that I simply
didnāt develop a recognisable personality. I existed purely as an
extension of my father. I was his genius Wunderkind. He ignored my
mother and poured all his energy and effort into me. I did not develop
full-blown secondary narcissismā¦ I developed into the perfect āother
halfā of the narcissists moulding me. I became the perfect, eager
codependent. And this is an imprint, a pattern in my psyche, a way of
(not) relating to the world of relationships by only being able to
truly relate to one person (my father) and then one kind of person -
the narcissist.
He is my perfect lover, my perfect mate, a fit that is so slick and
smooth, so comfortable and effortless, so filled with meaning and
actual feelings - thatās the other thing. I cannot feel on my own. I am
incomplete. I can only feel when I am engulfed by another (first it was
my father) and now - well now it has to be a narcissist. Not just any
narcissist either. He must be exceedingly smart, good looking, have
adequate reproductive equipment and some knowledge on how to use it and
thatās about it.
When I am engulfed by someone like this I feel completed, I can
actually FEEL. I am whole again. I function as a sibyl, an oracle, an
extension of the narcissist. His fiercest protector, his
purveyor/procurer of NS, the secretary, organiser, manager, etc. I
think you get the picture and this gives me INTENSE PLEASURE.
So the answer to your question: āWhy would anyone want to be with
someone who doesnāt want them back?ā The short answer is, āBecause
there is no one else remotely worth looking at.āā
Making Amends
āI mostly apologise, and I give the person space to talk about what
hurt them so that (1) they get to express their anger or hurt to me,
and (2) I can understand better and know better how not to hurt them
(if I can avoid it) the next time thereās a conflict. Sometimes the
hurt I cause is unintentional - maybe Iāve been insensitive or
forgetful or something, in which case I feel more certain that I can
avoid repeating the hurtful behaviour, since I didnāt want to hurt them
in the first place. If the hurt I caused has to do with my getting my
trigger pulled and going into a rage, then that hurt was quite
deliberate, although at the time I was unable to experience the other
person as vulnerable or capable of being hurt by me. And I do realise
that if that trigger is pulled again, it might happen again. But I also
hope that thereāll be a LITTLE TINY window where the memory of the
conversation will come back to me while Iām in my rage, and Iāll
remember that the person really IS vulnerable. I hope that by hearing
over and over that the person actually does feel hurt by what I say
while in rages, that I might remember that when I am triggered and
raging. So, mostly I apologise and try to communicate with the other
person. I donāt verbally self-flagellate, because thatās manipulative.
Not to say I never do that - in fact Iāve had a dynamic with people
where I verbally put myself down and try to engage the other person
into arguing me out of it.
But if Iām in the middle of apologising to the other person for hurting
them, then I feel like this is their moment, and I donāt want to turn
the focus toward getting them to try to make me feel better. I will
talk about myself, but only in an attempt to communicate, so that we
can understand each other better. I might say, āI got triggered about
such-and-such, and you seemed so invulnerable that it enraged meā, etc.
- and the other person might react with, āBut I was feeling vulnerable,
I just couldnāt show itā, etc. - and weāll go back and forth like that.
So itās not like I donāt think my feelings count, and I do want the
other person to UNDERSTAND my feelings, but I donāt want to put the
other person in the role of taking care of my feelings in that moment,
because they have just been hurt by me and Iām trying to make it up to
them, not squeeze more stuff OUT of themā¦ā
āSo when Iāve been a real jerk to someone, I want them to feel like
itās OK to be pissed off at me, and I want them to know that I am
interested in and focused on how they feel, not just on how I feel. As
for gifts - I used to do that, but eventually I came to feel that that
was manipulative, too, that it muddled things because then the other
person would feel like they couldnāt be angry anymore, since after all,
Iāve just brought them this nice gift. I also feel that in general,
gift-giving is a sweet and tender thing to do, and I donāt want to
sully that tenderness by associating it with the hurt that comes from
abusive behaviour.ā
Why Narcissists?
āI am BUILT this way. I may have overstated it by saying that I have
āno choiceā because, in fact I do.
The choice is - live in an emotionally deadened monochrome world where
I can reasonably interact with normal people OR I can choose to be with
a narcissist in which case my world is Technicolor, emotionally
satisfying, alive and wondrous (also can be turbulent and a real roller
coaster ride for the unprepared, not to mention incredibly damaging for
people who are not inverted narcissists and who fall into relationships
with narcissists). As I have walked on both sides of the street, and
because I have developed coping mechanisms that protect me really quite
well, I can reasonably safely engage in a primary, intimate
relationship with a narcissist without getting hurt by it.
The real WHY of it all is that I learned, as a young child, that being
āeaten aliveā by a narcissist parent, to the point where your existence
is but an extension of his own, was how all relationships ought to
work. It is a psychological imprint - my ālove mapā, it is what feels
right to me intrinsically. A pattern of living - I donāt know how else
to describe it so you and others will understand how very natural and
normal this is for me. It is not the torturous
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