Conversation with a narcissist: part two

I didn’t blog about it, but this weekend my daughter was admitted to the psychiatric ward due to major depression. I was concerned because she hadn’t gotten out of bed or eaten anything in 4 days. Her father who is a psychopath and a narcissist, seemed concerned as well and met me at the hospital where we waited several hours for her to be admitted. He was actually pleasant for a change, and while I didn’t allow his charm to lure me into giving away too much information or convince me he wasn’t really that bad, I thought maybe…just maybe…he might be changing. After all, he did seem to care about his daughter’s well-being (even if it was to ensure he could continue to manipulate her after she gets out).

Boy, was I wrong.

After that meeting, he won’t stop texting me, and last night it was getting so annoying I finally just stopped answering his constant texts (mostly to ask for things of his he needed that I have in my house–as always, it’s all about him). I guess that pissed him off, because first thing this morning, he texted me again, and these texts quickly turned nasty. Here’s the conversation. I’ll let it speak for itself.

Michael: please when you bring the computer and black backpack, please please bring a tube of BIOFREZE…I have serious strain in my left bicep, it’s killing me. It’s in the cabinet in the bathroom.

Michael: today is one of the only days you can go to work knowing that Molly is safe, and you won’t come home to find her dead. Rejoice!

Me: That’s a shitty thing to say esp first thing in the morning

Michael: Re read it

Me: If a joke that’s pretty fucked up

Michael: you are reading it wrong. Or is English a second language for you?

Me: How the fck am I reading it wrong? I also don’t appreciate the little dig there on my intelligence

Michael: you told me every day you worry u would come home and find her dead [this is true]. well you do not have to worry today cause she is safe. I cannot help it that you are an idiot.

Me: U want me to stop talking to you? Then keep it up. I’m not a fucking idiot.

Michael: Done. no need to talk. I need that puter and biofreze and do not give away my clothes [he is homeless] Let me know what day you get around to it

Me: I cannot do it until the weekend. No money for gas to get downtown to meet you

Michael: do it on the way home

Me: Do not order me around. I said it would be on the weekend. I already told you I won’t forget as long as I find these things. I cannot do it today, sorry

Me: Tell u what. I’ll call if I can bring them sooner. Now drop it please, I need to get ready for work.

Michael: Feeling Bipolar today I see talk to me when you become rational again. have a nice date. [not sure if this was a deliberate misspelling or not]

I was tempted to hurl an insult back but decided to just ignore him after that last dig. He has not changed. He will never change. I’m glad, however, that my daughter is in a safe place for now and cannot hurt herself.

I promise this will be the last of these narcissist conversations. I think everyone probably gets the idea, but this is the way he operates.

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7 thoughts on “Conversation with a narcissist: part two

  1. Reblogged this on galesmind and commented:
    I am so sorry. It is enough of a problem to deal with without someone who’s soul goal in life is their own orbit. Hope it gets better there is treatment now for depression. I hope she gets better soon it is a horrible disease to suffer from.

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  2. I’m sorry about your daughter. That’s scary and painful for a mom to have to go through. I’m glad she’s getting some help.

    As to the other yahoo, sheesh, that’s really appalling behavior. No wonder you have such a good head on your shoulders. You really have to get it together to survive that.

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    • Thanks. I was thinking about the way I handled him and am about to write something I learned about how to handle somoene like that — the only way you really can handle them if you must deal with them.

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  3. I hope your daughter is doing better and hopefully getting some of the help she needs at the facility.

    I remember the darkness I felt when I was her age. It can be so overwhelming.

    Depression is so hard to treat and overcome.

    I believe that every little bit helps and it was good that you took her there. Any little chink that they can dent in the depression is a move in the right direction.

    And this does show your daughter that you care. She may not acknowledge it, but deep down she knows. That in itself will help her feel value.

    I will be thinking about her, please keep me posted.

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