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Disclaimer
The events portrayed in this book are correct to the best of my memory. While this is a work of nonfiction and all the stories in this book are true, some names and other details have been altered for literary effect and to protect the privacy of those involved.
For My Tribe:
Amy, Kim, Sunnie, Tricia and Leah
Rebecca and Ray
Introduction
The scars from mental cruelty can be as deep and long-lasting as wounds from punches or slaps but are often not as obvious. In fact, even among women who have experienced violence from a partner, half or more report that the mans emotional abuse is what is causing them the greatest harm.
Lundy Bancroft , Why Does He Do That? Inside the Minds of Angry and Controlling Men
T his is the story of what I thought was my own romantic movie turned horror film. I thought Id found my soulmate, and then discovered Jekyll and Hyde. This is my truth, and it is a truth that I didnt want to acknowledge for some time. I am not writing this book from the point of view of a psychologist, but from a survivors first-hand experiences of narcissistic abusetwice.
Narcissistic abuse is different from physical abuse. The wounds are deeper, yet invisible. There are no bruises, broken bones, or black eyes. With physical abuse, the victim can point at the perpetrator and say, YOU hurt ME. With the emotional and verbal abuse inflicted by a narcissist, it happens slowly, usually over a long period of time. Its an insidious, progressive breakdown of self-worth and identity. Sadly, its evil and intentional. After narcissistic abuse, the victims are left with the belief that something is inherently wrong with them and that they are the sole problem. The narcissist programs the victim to believe that at a natural, organic level, something is so absent in the victim that he or she is not enough, is not worthy of love or respect. Many men and women are victims of narcissistic abuse for over a decade before they realize whats happening. By then, a victim is a shell of what he or she used to be.
During my years of dealing with narcissistic abuse, my counselor shared a story with me about a mom who gave birth to her son, and when the nurses laid the infant on her chest, the woman screamed, Get this thing off me! This boy, now in his teens, has lived every day since trying to win his mothers approval. He hasnt. My counselor told this story to me so that I could understand where the problem originates in narcissism and specifically what it means for its victims. For narcissists, even their own children dont measure up or are held to impossibly high standards. A mother giving birth to a baby should feel an overwhelming sense of unconditional love, not revulsion. The child in this true story was simply born. He didnt do anything to deserve the ugly love he received.
Your experience may not be as momentous or blatant as this one, or maybe its worse. Regardless, theres a reason youve picked up this book. Mine wasnt a mother who repulsed me, but I did have 46 years with most of them spent as the victim of narcissistic abuse. I can tell you how the damage starts to wear away at your soul. It makes the idea of self-love or true, unconditional love from another human being seem impossible. You feel unworthy, unloved, and simply not enough. Youve had that drilled in your head for so many years and heard it so many times, theres a tape recorder playing those critical words over and over inside your mind no matter who you are with or what you are doing.
Until you heal from narcissistic abuse, its difficult to not attract or be a victim of the next narcissist who comes into your life. I was raised by a parent with narcissistic traits, and then I married a narcissist who was also an emotional and verbal abuser. Dont look at it as your mistake. The nicest, most loving, caring, and intelligent people are duped daily by these masterminds, especially in partnerships or marriages. Its not your fault.
Im glad youve picked up this book. Youve made the first, most important and even life-changing step: recognizing youve been damaged by a narcissist. It is possible to work through your feelings, heal, and decide whether to turn away from or leave the narcissist in your life. I dont want you to live one more day without starting your journey to self-love.
Why This Book and Why Now?
Unfortunately (and fortunately), a breakup brought me to my lowest low. A man I loved and thought I would marry after my divorce dropped his faade after eight months, and he left me wondering What just happened? This after we had spoken about how many rooms we would need in our house and how well our kids got along. It was brutal. He told me he could love me but not my son. Well, I told him, we are a package deal. This deal was off.
I couldnt eat or sleep for days after the breakup. I cried and cried, and I could seldom tell when the tears would come. I recall pulling through a Starbucks drive through in San Antonio, where I had kept it together for a 12-hour work day with a VP at my company. This was the week after we broke up, and by the time I pulled around to the window I was sobbing so hard I couldnt talk. That sweet barista looked at me and said, Sweetheart, its going to all be okay. He bought my coffee for me. A simple, kind act from a stranger made the tears fall faster and harder.
On the plane home that night, I realized that my self-esteem and self-love shouldnt be tied this strongly to a man, especially one who wasnt everything I had hoped for in a future husband and role model for my son. I needed to find a way to approach life as some of my closest friends were learning to do: confident, living for Gods purpose, and generally just happy.
Through counseling, both through cognitive therapy and spiritual healing, I learned that it was my past experiences with narcissism that were causing me to live this intense pain over and over. Any future breakups would be this brutal because each time I was reliving my futile efforts to win love in both my childhood and my divorce.
So began my journey. Before I go any further, I will say one thing. My mother and I are the closest we have been in this lifetime. Ive seen glimpses of her support during and after my divorce. That said, this book looks back at the formative years and her struggles to raise me without a good foundation of her own. So, Mom, know that this book was written to detail the difficult times of my life and yours, not the present time. I wish I could have met your standards.
When I began my healing process, I had to look back and dissect what went wrong to leave me so broken, depressed, and hurt. Looking back, I realized my mother, who I love very much, is a narcissist. From what Ive learned about my grandfather, she was raised by one, or a man with enough narcissistic traits to do damage. My mom, it seemed, worked hard every day to win my grandfathers approval. This parental behavior was passed down to her as she became a mother to me and my brother. For us, it was constant turmoil and diligent work to win her love. For me, especially as the same sex child, I never did. If there is any relationship on this earth that should embody unconditional love, it is the love between a parent and child. My moms love was conditional, based on my looks, emotions, and actions. I was judged for how I looked and what I did, not who I was as a person.