Wisewoman, I was adopted at 9days old by a narcisstic mother that had been refused once but got me privately. I imagine her intentions were good, but I am the result. She had many issues unresolved and never got past her fantasy of what she wanted her children to be. She never stopped telling me what a great deed she had done for me, what a waste of space my birth mother was. RESULT = Me a narcissis myself, only just beginning to realise that I too want to bathe in others admiration. Maybe T is no longer my narcisstic supply, no longer does my fantasy of her admiring me working. ITs like taking a drug from an addict, take my admiring supply away from ne and I am crumbling. Can a narcssist recover????????? I hope so or I'd rather die
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Here is the test to find whether your mission on earth is finished. If you're alive, it isn't. ~Richard Bach
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