Monday Melody: Wild Wild Life (Talking Heads)

Back in the day (late 70s and most of the 1980s), the Talking Heads were among my favorite new wave bands.    “Wild Wild Life” was one of those songs (“Psycho Killer” was another)  that I couldn’t get enough of.  I first heard it in David Byrne’s independent film project, “True Stories” in 1986 and went out and bought the album of the same name.  I kept playing “Wild Life” on repeat until I had to purchase a new copy of the album.  My copy was on vinyl–CDs were new on the market but hadn’t overtaken LP sales yet.

At the time I was a young newlywed and I still thought I’d married a good man.   My new husband hadn’t started showing his true colors yet (or I just didn’t see or chose not to see the red flags).    I remember being incredibly flattered because he often compared my looks with Tina Weymouth, the bassist for the band (and in fact, in those days I did resemble her).

So without further ado, here’s my 1986 earworm.  Yes, that is a young John Goodman (of Roseanne fame) in the video–he appeared in the David Byrne film and some movie scenes are in this video.

 

The narcissist game of “Gotcha!”

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An earlier post of mine described the 8 mind-games  that narcissists all love to play.   (Please be aware this was actually a reblog of someone else’s post).  One of the more popular games, played by both covert and overt (grandiose) narcissists is “Gotcha!”

“Gotcha!” can be played two different ways, but both have the same devastating effect on the narcissist’s opponent (victim).   Both are intended to bring your mood down as low as it can go and at the same time, reward the narcissist with supply (which you provide with your emotional reaction) which makes them feel better about themselves.

Here are the two versions of “Gotcha!”

Bug.

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This game is most popular with overt narcissists because it allows them to exercise their grandiosity and turn it into a handy weapon and suction tube for feeding.

In “Bug,” the victim always goes first.  You start the game by feeling down, depressed, or worthless after some misfortune.    The narcissist is good at faking empathy and love bombs you by spreading that phony sh*t on thick.  Eventually you let your guard down and confide in the narcissist all your woes, misfortunes,  and feelings of dejection.   You tell them your whole life story, feeling like you have found a kind shoulder to cry on.   A patient, empathic person who cares about you and wants to help you.

Not so fast, there!   Your narcissist is already planning their next move, and it has about as much to do with empathy as a Canadian Mountie has to do with a Taliban terrorist.    What is that next move, you ask?   They’re about to pull a bait and switch on you.   The next time you confide in them about losing your home, your spouse, your job, or your mental health, they will callously “share” with you all about the exotic vacation they’re planning to take, the big promotion they just got, or the new romantic partner in their lives.   They will crow about how blessed they are (“blessed” is a favorite term used by narcissists as a subtle envy-generator) and how unfair it is that others aren’t as fortunate as they are (this last is a snide put down, implying that you’re not one of the chosen people that God has chosen to shower his bounty on).

Of course you’re not an envious person, but hearing all about their perfect, blessed life at a time like this when you are suffering is too much.    The narcissist doesn’t care.   In fact, they may actually be lying to you about all those wonderful things.  They want to see you suffering and envious of them, because (1) your suffering provides them with a comparative ego boost (hey, at least they’re not as unfortunate as YOU!)  and (2) your envy inflates their ego even more.   They feed off your pain like a pig rolling in slop.

To them, you are just a bug, not worthy of respect or any real compassion.   Maybe they’ll getcha with some pitying contempt though:  “Oh, I feel so SORRY for you!”   It’s intention is to make you feel shame.  When you’re already down, expect to be stepped on and squished under the heel of the narcissist’s boot until there’s nothing left of you.

Wet Blanket.

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This is a game almost always played by covert narcissists.   The tactics used to win the game are very different than “Bug,” but the end goal is the same:  to make you feel like shit.

As in “Bug,” you (the victim) begin the game.  (Of course you don’t know it’s a game, but that doesn’t matter.)   You think you’ve found a friend in the narcissist because they seem so interested in you.   You just found out some great news–you got that promotion, your book is going to be published, you just found out you’re pregnant after months of trying, you won the lottery.

Naturally the narcissist doesn’t like your good news. To them, it is very bad news, because in their minds, the good fortune of someone else diminishes them.  Life to them is a zero sum game.  There can only be one winner and it has to be them.    For something good to happen to you means it didn’t happen to them which means they hate your guts because you have something which they do not.   It doesn’t even have to be something they want:  the fact you have something good at all is an affront to them.  They must find a way to ruin it for you and in effect, bring you down closer to being as miserable as they are (evening the score).

So after a phony congratulations (maybe), the narcissist becomes a concern troll.  Out of “concern” for you (and always for your own good), he or she just has to “warn” you about the dark  side of your good fortune (and if possible find a way to put you down too, or tell you why it doesn’t count).    So if you got a promotion, you’ll get a speech about how much harder you’ll have to work and how you’ll probably lose all your friends stil in lower positions.  Or you’ll be told why your promotion doesn’t really count because it’s one of those “honorary” titles or it’s really just a “lateral” move.   If your book just got accepted by a publisher, you’ll be told that publisher is a crook or their business is failing and you’ll never see your royalties; if you found out you’re pregnant they’ll tell you all about how horrible pregnancy is and about all the drudgery and loss of freedom you’ll be facing; if you won the lottery, they’ll trot out stories about people whose lives were ruined after winning the lottery or they’ll remind you that “you did nothing to earn it; it’s only chance–I could have won too!”

Of course, after you listen to the narcissist’s “advice,” your heart will feel heavy and your smile might have disappeared.    You might even be gnawing the sides of your fingernails in anxiety over all the things that could go wrong.  Checkmate!  The narcissist won and now he can feed off your new worries too.

A variation of “Wet Blanket” is actually the mirror-image of “Bug.” After you’ve shared your great news, the narcissist brings down your mood by telling you how terrible their own life is and how they never get any breaks at all. The intention is to make you feel guilty for having so much while they have so little.

Whether it’s guilt, shame or envy the narcissist is trying to induce in you doesn’t matter. They just can’t stand to see anyone happy and must take you down to their level or obliterate you like a bug if you’re already down.

Eight fun games narcissists like to play (and one they can’t play).

I thought I’d bump my most popular post and get it even more views than it already has. Please note I didn’t actually write this post, just added the intro and pictures. #NPD #narcissism

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Here are eight games that are lots of fun for one of the players: the narcissist who initiates them. And like the overgrown babies they are, if you refuse to play or appear to be winning their game, they will pout, whine or throw a tantrum until you concede or let them win. This is a humorous yet serious look at the many games narcissists like to play, from the website The Narcissistic Life. Don’t play these games. Let them sulk and whine all by their widdle selves. Take the ball and go home.

Games Narcissists Play
Written by Alexander Burgemeester

Narcissists are masters at playing mind games. They play to win and take no prisoners. They are poor losers and if they don’t win they will often react in a fit of rage and stomp away like a little child. The only way for the other person to win…

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Going postal

Funny and inspirational entry from the Bluebird!

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I’m proud of my son.

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I must have done something right raising him.   He manages a convenience store, and today while my son was running the register, an old white guy standing in line started making racist slurs.  There was a black man standing behind him.  The old man said to my son, “ain’t nothing worse than a dumb n____r.”  My son became enraged and actually told the jerk to get the hell out of his store.   Good for him!

Sleeping off sadness.

I haven’t posted for a couple of days because, frankly, I’m too depressed to post anything.   I’ve been coming home from work and pretty much sleeping it off.   I hope this mood passes soon.

Abandonment terror.

The post is on my other blog, https://downtherabbitholeblog.org/

 

Some timely advice.

My father’s memorial service is today. My son is headed there now.  I woke up feeling overwhelmed with worry over what might happen there.     Then I saw this meme.  Trite or not, I  REALLY needed this today.

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There’s also the Serenity Prayer used in 12 step programs.  I’m not in a 12 step program, but this little prayer fits all kinds of situations.  I think I’ll be saying this a lot today.

God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change

The courage to change the things I can

and the wisdom to know the difference.  

 

A time for peace: my last post

Don’t panic–this isn’t about my blog.

I just discovered Katie’s incredible blog a few short months ago, but I feel like we’re kindred spirits, and she has taught me so, so, SO much!

I don’t even know Katie’s last name (or even if this is her real first name) or where she lives.  I don’t know what she looks like.  I do not have her email address. Yet I feel like we could be sisters–or lifelong friends.

The other day in another post, I quoted a Zen proverb: “when the student is ready, the teacher will appear.” Katie was a teacher who came into my life at exactly the right time, and helped me resolve my issues with forgiveness and my guilt feelings over having “forgiven” the narcissists who abused me. Others have told me I shouldn’t. I was at a crossroads. But Katie’s beautifully written posts did something few other bloggers have been able to do–they brought me to tears: healing tears.  Because what she writes about is always exactly what I need at the time I read it, and her words are like poetry. Her blog let me know that forgiveness is not only okay, it’s what God wants. It’s the only way to emotional freedom.

Katie, if you read this, I do hope you’ll come back sometime and write again. In the meantime, PLEASE leave your blog posts up. Someone who needs them (as I did) may stumble across them in a month, a year, 3 years, even 10–and find comfort and answers through your blog.  There are many narcissist abuse blogs out there in cyberspace, but there’s only one  Dreams of a Better World.   I’d like to stay in touch with you. You can find my email in the “contact me” information.

Blogging is not for pussies.

Whoa! I have another guest post on HarsH ReaLiTy? I’m dreaming, right?

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