To say simply that they have good friends seems more fitting and inclusive. Lots of adventures in all seasons of the year. There are many definitions of art… The beauty of art is that it is different things to different people. I can remember from my own childhood spending hours creating scenarios and stories using only flowers from the back garden — especially snap dragons :. There seems to be so much rivalry with women and deception.
Inseparable from morning til evening. I suppose being raised by narcissists as I was myself can be somewhat of a contributor to those traits. Was there a developing armour at all that time? The opportunity and satisfaction of watching as others obtain the information they need to see clearly and to break free from their entanglements. People who were once victims that can devote themselves in a helpful way. Anyways aside from her no other females in my family are close to me. All relationships are mixtures of different genres.
I still struggle with it. I have it to him in a folder, all of my findings … it finally killed him. What was your initial impression? As we learn and as our situations change, we change also. The story of my life. We shared everything until — I started to disagree with one of them.
No, because of so much stupidity. Did you ever kill anything other than annoying mosquitos, vermin or the fish that you have caught I remember you like to go fishing? Even without them being narcissist, they can be so nasty. Sometimes as we crouched beneath the shielding canopy of a tree as the rain lashed down around us, the drumming noise so great that it filled our ears with sound, I would ask if this would always be the way it would be. Glad you enjoyed those times and felt the happiness, joy and connection and a shared affection. I suspect it is most frequently somatics, but is always regarding a more obvious tendency toward attempting dominance.
There is a perceptible undercurrent that remains unclear. My daughter however is the greatest thing to ever have come into my life. But I could be sooo wrong… Was she the love of your life? I never imagined that I would be the one to leave. I made a suggestion and you agreed with it. Mercy, you were right the first time. But I finally figured it out, I finally know the truth and meaning of it, That I really never lived without you, You were always with me every minute.
We would break into paroxysms of laughter once again but this time there would be nobody to hear us. And something dawns on me. Yes, I am grateful for that, but more than that, I want it for others. Stop complaining without rest, is boring and what good is it? Lisk Thanks for sharing your thoughts with me. When I get that feeling I have literally walked around in long circles to avoid interaction. Lonely yes … but oh so strong. I love her with all of heart and would do anything do anything for her.
My aversion to it is that it has always felt possessive. NarcAngel, I was wondering honestly…. The story reminds me an awful lot of getting close to a narcissist. What were your experiences with N-friends? We would collapse to the ground pointing and laughing as the tears rolled down our faces. There was no room for disagreement. Each knew what the other wanted and we never argued about it.
I was taken back to my N female friendships. Thx and no judgements here im just wondering bc its hard to envision you this way. You have to be with someone you know you trust and has your best interests at heart otherwise it can be masked as a form of abuse. Normally, as children, you are not torn apart by time death due to advanced age. Great big laughs which shook our bodies and made it hard to breathe.
I do apologize for my frank inquiries. I feel that if I say something that resonates great, if not, people are free to address them or skip right on past when they see my avatar. False promises that were made and broken, and trust is broken. Or maybe … it just may be that this is a tale made up of the stories of other appliances. I have just not met a lot of them.