NARCISSISM

We live. We breathe. We laugh. And yet something whispers inside us. A quiet restlessness. A feeling that something is not right – even though everything is “perfect” on the outside. Love? Or just its reflection. Laughter? Or laughter through tears.

We freeze in relationships that are supposed to warm us. We lose ourselves in words that are supposed to comfort us. In eyes that are supposed to be home, we see only emptiness. This is the world of the covert narcissist. He is not loud, he is not brutal. He is gentle, quiet, warm until he turns icy. His weapon is not his fist, but manipulation. Love with a noose.

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Narcissism is a personality disorder characterized by a lack of empathy, an inability to empathize with others, and a strong focus on oneself and one's own interests. The narcissist views people, animals, nature, and other resources as mere means to achieve one's own goals, such as attention, money, power, or a sense of importance. In intimate relationships, their behavior often manifests itself in the form of manipulation, control, and emotional exploitation, as they lack inner insight and self-reflection. As a result, they often cause pain and confusion to others without taking responsibility for it.

Narcissism as a personality disorder has developed into several variants. The most well-known is overt narcissism, which is recognized quite quickly. The more dangerous variant is covert narcissism, which eats away at you slowly and invisibly, until sometimes it's too late.

Narcissistic personality disorder should not be confused with narcissistic tendencies and reactions, which are present in many people. The greater the consequences of the trauma experienced, the more the tendencies develop into a disorder, which can be ranked from mild to very severe.

A narcissistic personality involves a deep sense of self-importance, a need for admiration, and a lack of empathy.

TOXIC RELATIONSHIPS

WHEN YOU DON'T KNOW WHO YOU ARE ANYMORE

The narcissist first elevates you. To him, you are the only one. Indispensable. It feels like you are finally “home.” Then, slowly, imperceptibly, you start to lose pieces of yourself.

You start to wonder, “Am I really so sensitive? Why am I hurting? Why am I not allowed to be myself anymore?”

And while you explain your feelings, he moves away. When you seek the truth, he creates a fog. When you are wounded, he offers you silence. A kind, cold silence that cuts you deeper than any scream.

MEN or WOMEN?

A toxic relationship is not about gender – it's about dynamics. It's not about who is male and who is female, but who is manipulating and who is losing themselves.

In a toxic relationship:

  • one constantly apologizes,
  • the other never takes responsibility,
  • There is tension, silence, emotional emptiness,
  • Love hurts more than it heals.

This is not love - it is addiction. A cycle of confusion, guilt and hope. And even if you believe you love, ask yourself: Do you still feel yourself?

True love doesn't erase your worth. And you don't have to step on your toes to be enough.

COVERED DARCSIS

He is not loud. He is not violent. He is not evil, at first glance. He is quietly wounded. Innocent. Often even spiritually “aware.” Empathy is his costume, not his core. When he talks about compassion, he is thinking of himself. When he seems vulnerable, he is actually manipulating.

Its power is subtlety: a nod with its eyes, silence in the face of your pain, passive punishment, cold absence. All of this leaves scars that no one sees, only you feel.

And you start to doubt yourself. You doubt yourself until you become someone else. Someone quieter. Someone more cautious. Someone who gets more lost every day.

LOSE YOURSELF TO FIND YOURSELF AGAIN

At first it was like a dream.

He said he understood me like no one else. That I was different. Special. I felt like I had finally met my soulmate. His gaze caressed me, his words lifted me, his hug calmed me. Everything was fine until there was nothing left.

Slowly, almost imperceptibly, I began to lose myself.

At first it was gentle: he forgot what I had confided in him. He didn't listen to me. He humiliated me with an ironic smile. Something inside me screamed, but I kept quiet, because maybe I was really exaggerating ?

When I was sad, he said he was too tired to listen to me. When I got angry, he claimed I was hysterical. When I wanted to talk, he backed off. Over and over again. Silent. And every time I begged for him.

He told me I was sensitive. That I was imagining everything. That I had too many expectations. And when I wanted to leave, he asked me to stay – because he loved me.

That's how I stayed. The feeling of love nourished me. But the price for it was – me.

You don't know what's happening, you don't know where you're going, you don't know what will happen. But you know you have to. Follow your inner feeling. Let it be bad, let it be unbearable. Inside you know it has to be different. Surrender to the flow of life...

Get out of your invisible cage and fly to freedom!