You Might Be a Narcissist If …


4
Nov 14

Narcissist in Our Midst

moss and red candleHe entered and the energy changed.

He quickly surveyed the other people in the room.  She sensed that he was measuring himself against the others to make sure he was the tallest, the best dressed and the one in control.  When offered a glass of wine, he thanked the hostess in a way that was over-the-top.  It’s just a glass of wine.  Why the show of being so gracious?

The conversation began with a few sputters.  One brought up the weather.  Another tried to mention the upcoming holidays or the busyness down at the school.  It wasn’t until he brought up a subject that the conversation took off, except it was more of a lecture, or a lesson, or a monologue of his observations.  He shared his philosophy about how the school might be run better, even though he had no experience running a school.  He gave us his take on the best way to raise children, even though he rarely saw his older children.  (She wondered if they’d had enough of him when they were growing up, and they’d moved far away for a reason.)

If another tried to interject, he’d politely correct them.  “Oh, I understand you feel that way, but what I’ve learned is that it’s this way.”  If another tried to switch the topic, he’d hijack the new topic and bring it back around to himself, his experiences, and his vast amount of knowledge.

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19
Jun 14

When the Narcissist Tries

Wizzy takes up golfYou might be laughing at the title of this post. You might be thinking, “Ha! Like a narcissist ever tries. Never is more like it!”

Oh, but they do try.  They try to get along when their source has dried up.  When they are craving narcissistic supply, they will pull out all the stops to try to get attention from you.  This is what it looks like:

  • Your narcissistic dad will call and ask you how Beth Ann is doing.  You’ll continue along with the conversation even though you know he’s talking about your buddy, Annabeth.  Your mom has even introduced him to Annabeth.  You and your mom have both corrected him when he has called Annabeth by other names including Abigail, Alyssa, Alicia and Annie.  He could write the name down because he is a note taker.  You’ve seen him write down lots of lists – names of flies, best spots for flyfishing, the name of someone who might be selling a raft.  It’s just that your buddy’s name isn’t important enough for your dad to keep track of.
  • When you tell your narcissistic dad that your grandparents are helping with the costs of golf, he’ll say, “Geez, that’s great.  Are you going to have any time to go fishing or hiking or camping with me?”

16
Jun 14

On Telling the Narcissist No

calm watersThe family had split into separate canoes some time ago.  Initially, the paddling was difficult.  The water was choppy and the canoe carrying the mother and the two children took on water more times than not.  The father was in a canoe by himself.  He didn’t seem to mind the rough waters.  Truth be told, he seemed to prefer making waves and watching the other three struggle to keep their canoe afloat.

In time, the three found their rhythm.  They paddled in sync and enjoyed the view.  It wasn’t always smooth sailing, but they became adept at riding out the storms.  They’d hunker down, breathe through the rapids, remember not to hang on too tightly (because that makes the ride more tense), and make each other laugh.

 

More recently, when his canoe approached, he’d be paddling more gently.  She dared to believe that he might not want to rock their boat anymore.  A couple sunny days found the canoes gliding side by side as the four exchanged stories of golf, fishing, and fairy gardens.

One afternoon, both canoes were beached as the four discussed a possible journey to be taken by the father and the two children.  The mother was included, and they all smiled through the conversation.  The talking was easy.  Each opinion was heard.  The children were asked to think about the proposed adventure and let the father know, the next day, if they planned to go with him. Continue reading →


15
May 14

The INFJ and the Narcissist – Part 8

baby spoonShe hadn’t heard the ticking of a biological clock.  She didn’t have one.

She rarely babysat as a kid.  She never craved holding a newborn.  She didn’t know what to do around kids.  When she married at 33, she was pretty certain she wouldn’t be starting a family.  That was fine with her.*  He had adult children from a previous marriage, so he wasn’t pushing to start a second family.  She has no recollection of discussing babies with him.  Perhaps they both assumed that wasn’t on the table.

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As she looks back, she wonders if – in lieu of a ticking biological clock – what she heard were faint echos coming from a deep cavern.  “Helloooo up there.  Is this all there is?  Is this the amount of love you might ever expect to receive?”  And quieter still, the softest whisper that said, “Can you expect to survive on so little human contact or connection?” Continue reading →


28
Mar 14

The INFJ and the Narcissist – Part 7

the incredible shrinking womanThe Incredible Shrinking Woman

She’d grown accustomed to being invisible.  Invisibility was normal.  She learned that in childhood.  In her marriage, she was invisible to her partner, so she thought that was normal, too.

 

The INFJ

Most INFJs enjoy being  invisible.  INFJs are comfortable staying in the background. Continue reading →


27
Feb 14

Steering Clear

skiing the deep“Do I have to?”

“Honey, two runs a couple times a ski season, and that’s it.  It won’t kill ya, and it’s way better than a whole ski day with him.”

She buckles her boots and sighs, “I know.”

“I’ll be waiting for you at the bottom of the lift.”  I can see she’s nervous.  I can see her eyes are already losing their sparkle.  She’s dreading these two runs with every fiber of her being.  Normally she gets herself ready, but now she’s stalling.  As I wrap the fleece scarf around her face and neck I remind her that it doesn’t matter what he says, “You are an awesome skier.  Just ignore his words.”

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20
Jan 14

“What About Jen?”

Jen's projects“Will, you’re blinking a lot.  What’s up?”

“Nothing.”

“Is it about the trip?”

“No.  Yeah.  I dunno… I guess.”

I put down my mug and said, “Tell me.” Continue reading →


17
Jan 14

The INFJ and the Narcissist – Part 6

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAShe doesn’t know how it feels to marry the right person.  She does know how it feels to want to vomit right after saying the words, “I do.”

 

She knows how it feels to keep herself busy so as not to have time to wrap her brain around the idea that she’d made a mistake – maybe the biggest mistake ever.

 

She knows how it is to feel claustrophobic sitting in the car next to her husband as they drove to the west coast to hike on their honeymoon.  As each mile brought them closer to the Olympic Peninsula, her palms felt clammier.  She desperately needed to stop the car.   She couldn’t breathe sitting next to him.  Was this what it was like to have a panic attack? Continue reading →


11
Jan 14

Leaving or Staying*

a colorful lifeThe kids were standing at the check-out with the next books in the Percy Jackson series and I was taking in the beautiful quilts on display at our public library.  I didn’t need a book.  I was part way through three different books and I knew I didn’t have the brain space to start something new.

One quilt caught my eye.  It was suspended over the “New” books section, so I walked over to get a closer look.  The quilter had a great sense of which colors go well together – purples and teals – and a good eye for negative space, which isn’t easy to do in a quilt.  I turned to meet up with Will and Jen and I noticed the book.  It jumped out at me.  It was probably the word – narcissist – that caught my attention.

I could find that word in a haystack.

I’d been thinking that I’m all done with reading about narcissism.  Time to move on.  I’ve learned enough.  But… the title intrigued me.  It referred to my role in these relationships with narcissists.

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16
Dec 13

If You Can’t Say Something Nice, You Might be a Narcissist

mermaids live in my roomWe’d gone into the lodge to make sure she wasn’t getting frostbite.  She made faces at me while I rubbed her tender cheeks to get the circulation back.  “Honey, keep gently rubbing your cheeks.  The white spot will go away as you warm up.”  She patted her face and said, “Remember when dad was at the house the other day and he looked at my mermaids?”

“Yeah.  That was Thursday.”

“Well, I forgot to tell you what he said.”

“About the mermaids?”

“No, about the mermaids, he just nodded his head and said, ‘I like them.  You did a good job.’  But he said something else, too.” Continue reading →


25
Nov 13

The INFJ and the Narcissist – Part 4

the infj and the narcissist 4The narcissist held on to his money the way he held on to his image.  When it came time to plan for a wedding, she knew that being frugal was equally as important as his need to look good.  He had made it clear that this would be a small, affordable affair.  This was his second, “after all,” even though it was her first.

He did not make it clear that the planning would be left entirely up to her.

 

Her INFJ qualities drove her desire for a more personal ceremony – she hated being the center of attention.  This suited his desire to be the focus.  Because he didn’t have many close friends and only rarely spoke to his family, the majority of the attendees were on her side, which conveniently provided him with an opportunity to look good in front of people who didn’t know him well.

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11
Nov 13

The INFJ and the Narcissist – Part 3

snow in the shadeShe’d filed herself down so much, she hardly recognized herself, but then not seeing herself made it easier to focus on him and his needs.

He needed the house to look perfect.  He needed the car to stay clean.  He needed the lawn to be mowed in a certain pattern.  He needed their weekends to be full of the kinds of activities that fit the image he was trying to portray.

She would cook meals that met with his approval.  She kept a list of his suggestions as to how she could better prepare his favorites.

She’d fold the towels just so as they watched his favorite shows on TV.

If she tried to read a magazine while the TV was on, he’d make fun of her taste in magazines.  Mostly she sat quietly on the other end of the couch and watched shows she couldn’t care less about. Continue reading →


25
Oct 13

The INFJ and the Narcissist – Part 2

The infj and the narcissist 2Those INFJ traits make for a tenacious individual when it comes to working on relationships.  She would never run out of the desire to try.  She’d contort herself into whatever shape he needed in order to make this work.

If he wanted an outdoorsy woman, she’d happily put on hiking boots.

If he wanted a woman who only had time for him, she’d quit returning the calls from friends and family.

If he wanted a companion who followed his dreams, she’d tuck her dreams away in a box on a shelf in the closet.

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22
Oct 13

The INFJ and the Narcissist

the infj and the narcissistShe was attracted to him from the first moment they met.  He was older by a decade.  The look in his eyes made her think he’d experienced enough to have learned; and the spark made her want to believe that he wasn’t done learning.

He was drawn to her intense desire to listen, and because she was an INFJ, he couldn’t help but spill his guts.  He told her details of his failed marriage, the trials and tribulations of owning a business while raising kids, and stories of adventures in the mountains of the west.  She soaked it all up.  The more intently she listened, the more he talked.  He thrived in her attention.

The more she asked, the more he told.  The more she listened, the taller he grew and the broader his shoulders appeared.

 

After one intense exchange, she briefly worried that if he got to know her better, he might not be interested.  She noticed that he seldom asked questions of her life.  Would he still be drawn to her once he learned of her dreams and hopes and failures? Continue reading →


24
Sep 13

The Kindness of a Narcissistic Dad

“I know…  you think waders would make fishing that much better, but we’ve both heard the stories of them filling with water.  I don’t want you to end up bobbing down the river with your head under water.  You need to do some research.  Let’s learn a bit more and figure out which waders to stay away from.  You can make that part of school today.”

 

“So mom, here’s a guy who says that he can walk in the river better when he takes in a little water.  He says it makes it easier to maneuver.”

“Nice.  And how many years has he been fishing?  Hey, did you get the other stuff on your list done before Googling fishing waders?”

“Mo…..om.  I’m done with the other stuff.  Here’s a guy who has a pair that has drainage holes and some draw strings around the neck and waist.” Continue reading →