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The Brutal Reality of What it’s Like to be Discarded by a Narcissist
Was she a Narcissist? I may never know, but all the signs were there.
She played me again. But this time, she twisted it, which was ingrained 4 years ago. One of “PATIENCE!”
If I’m just patient with her, “this time,” she has it! I have to believe that she’s “got it this time!” You know? Like all the other times she had it! The ones where she put every other swinging dick before me!? But it’s different this time! She is so sorry!
Find what you love and let it kill you-Charles Bukowski
She finally responded to all my desperate pleas again a few weeks back. BUT! She was untangling a mess! Yep, another mess.
She is with a new guy “again,” and it’s not working. Imagine fucking that!
But if I could please send her information on borderline and histrionic, she’d appreciate it! You know, because there is no way she is a narcissist! But she will go to therapy. She has to untangle the mess and then focus on finding a therapist. But she thinks she might not need treatment once she gets out of the new mess. Ok.
She can’t take no more. Her hair is falling out, again,” and she’s ready to kill herself. But…
