We had a teeny bit of rain today. It seems weeks since it last did. My friend next door and I have mastered the hosepipe so the garden is thriving. We have had lettuce and radishes so far but beans, peas, courgettes, potatoes, caulis, peppers, aubergines and about thirty tomato plants are growing in this wonderful sunshine.
We have had three barbeques and talked a lot my friend and I. Especially since escaping from the witch on the other side of me. Her cruelty was beyond measure. The manipulation, the backstabbing, the bullying and the complete lack of empathy or insight into the reactions to her actions are incredible. Impossible to believe unless you witness them.
But she is alone now and has lost two good friends because the narcissist just lets things roll over their head. They don’t listen to polite explanations, to minor exhortations or downright laying their behaviour out on a platter. Even if it’s 100% true and multiple people repeat the same thing they would say they weren’t even there. They live in a fantasy world. They are never wrong. It is never their fault. But there were two of us to witness the evil and that is where the strength lies. Don’t be on your own. Tell someone. Thankfully my friend told me and we spoke freely and realised it was not us. We waited for the venom to be spouted and reacted in a calm way pointing out that maybe you shouldn’t talk to your friends like that. BANG end of contact.
But therein lies the thing: don’t show a narcissist they have been caught out because they won’t see sense, rethink their behaviour or even feel a slight remorse about the upset they habitually cause. They will blame you.
So just walk away.
Another narcissist I knew came to see me a month or so after I’d had a major operation for bowel cancer. He spent most of the time he was there talking about his latest weight loss. He tried to show me videos of this guru on YouTube and I remember thinking ‘are you completely insane? Is this all you can talk about? Needless to say he does not know where I live now. When the other narcissist I know came to visit me after two years all they could bang on about was their apartment abroad and how the wind was cooling on the veranda but it was also hot. I remember thinking the same thing: it’s always about them.
My friend and neighbour sits outside painting now because she is an artist too. She is free again. We are both free ❤
The biggest narcissist I know !!! You seriously need to get a life. Your blog is all about yourself when you look back. I actually feel sorry for you!! Think about it. Slandered every family you had and now have none. Who’s the narcissist here ??
I wasn’t going to publish the above comment but then I thought why not? Indeed the blog is about me. Why would I write about anyone else’s life? The clue is in the title really…
So I’d like the world to meet St Narcissi herself.