Losing the false “I’m unlovable” scapegoat baggage

Katie has done it again! I could relate to every single word in this post. I could have written this myself.  There’s no need for me to editorialize any further.

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Meet and Greet: 7/23/16

Never too old.

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Replying to my haters.

I was browsing through some old posts, and found this one from almost a year and a half ago. I’m reblogging it because it makes me laugh. For that reason, I think it deserves to get another 15 minutes of Internet fame.

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Not everyone likes this blog. I have a few haters. The following are not really troll comments (which I delete immediately or don’t approve) but criticisms of me and this blog. (A few do come close though).

It’s okay to have haters. All bloggers have them. All writers have them. I don’t expect everyone to agree with or understand my motives for having a blog like this. Having haters just means something you said pressed somebody’s buttons. It’s inevitable, especially when blogging about a controversial subject like narcissism instead of posting brownie recipes.

I decided rather than try to reply as these comments come along (which can disrupt the flow of a conversation), I would put them here in this one post. (I’ve been saving them to Wordpad). Obviously this blog isn’t for everyone. I am not identifying the handles of these commenters.

Fortunately, I have not received many of…

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There Is A Need For This-the things no one will tell you

Rubycommenting just started a blog about narcissistic abuse and being the family black sheep. Not much is there yet, but there are a couple of posts already and I want to get the word out and help her get some followers. 🙂

Congratulations on your new blog, Ruby! I think you will find that blogging will bring you a lot of clarity and understanding and it feels so great to know you’re helping others too.

Now Rubycommenting can change her handle to Rubyblogging! LOL!

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Word of the week: Perspicacious

If you like “hundred dollar words,” then perspicacious definitely fits that category.   I have a better than average working vocabulary, but I have to admit I had to look this one up to learn its definition.

When my therapist used it in our session this week (referring to me!), I felt like a big dummy because I had no idea what it meant.  I asked him for a pen so I could write the word down to remind myself to use it as this week’s featured word.   I was surprised that I actually spelled it correctly.   It’s a good word to use in conversation if you want to sound either really pretentious or really smart perspicacious.

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Gifts a scapegoat brings to the world

I thought Katie was gone, but she came back just when I needed her posts like a starving person needs a nourishing meal.

For the past few weeks, I’ve been depressed and resentful about my scapegoat status in my family and repeated throughout my life (especially in the workplace), sinking into resentment, envy,  and self pity. These are bad emotions for me, they are bad for anyone! These emotions poison your soul. In fact, last night I told my wonderful therapist that I didn’t think therapy was working, because I felt like I’ve taken 3 steps back and failing to make any more progress. He reminded me that a lot of negative and self defeating emotions got triggered starting with my father’s death last month. He’s right, of course, but I still wasn’t buying it.

Reading Katie’s latest two posts made me realize that my unhappy upbringing, continued tendency to be the target of abusers, and lifelong, seemingly intractable poverty as an adult didn’t just happen in vain. I feel strongly, like Katie does, that those of us who were scapegoats and have suffered so much must be very spiritually strong for us to have been chosen for such difficult and harsh training–training for something far more wonderful than having the latest SUV or European vacation.    If that sounds grandiose, then so be it, but I simply won’t and can’t believe that what happened to us happened for no reason at all.

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Bipolar: The roller coaster I didn’t pay to get on

Very readable and relevant article about living with Bipolar disorder and dealing with people who still insist on stigmatizing mental illness. Thank you, “Mama”! 🙂
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You’re crazy! You’re a bitch! You’re a mess! I wish you’d just get your shit together! Why can’t you be normal? Just get out of bed! It’s like you’re two different people! It’s all in your head! You’re just lazy! Good for nothing! Worthless! Pathetic!

These are just a few of the things I’ve heard over the years in my struggle with my mental health. Some of these things have been said by friends. Some of these things have been said by loved ones. And some of these things I’ve said to myself.

Have you ever had a bad day? I mean, a really bad day. You wake up late. Forget the most important thing that you needed for work at home, but you’re already late, so you have to make up an excuse not only about your lateness, but about your not bringing that important thing. Your boss calls…

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Morning glories.

My garden is starting to look pretty scraggly (as it always does at this point in the summer), but it’s redeemed a little by the morning glories, which are finally beginning to bloom.   I love the color–bright indigo with pinkish accents.

Due to the dry spring we had, the vine isn’t as bushy or the flowers as abundant as they have been in past summers, but it still looks really pretty.   The dead rhododendron that sits in my garden makes a great support for the vine.  Hopefully in another month or so it will be completely covered.   The daily thunderstorms we’ve been getting should help it along.

Seeing these flowers first thing every morning always makes my load feel a little bit lighter.

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