I've been reading a book recommended by a counselor: "Disarming the Narcissist: Surviving and Thriving with the Self-Absorbed" by Wendy T. Behary. It's really helping. Because while on the one hand, it's not telling me anything new - I know exactly what a narcissist is like; I just didn't know that was what it was... Continue Reading →
The Last Straw
It has been called to my attention, by someone with the degrees to speak to these things, that my husband is a narcissist. My first reaction was denial. Surely this kind, gentle, loyal man who wouldn't hurt a fly, surely this absentminded professor, surely HE isn't a narcissist. Everyone loves him. He's so congenial. He's... Continue Reading →
Just For The Record
I hate VagueBooking and cryptic posts. Having said that, I'm in the middle of correcting 9 essays on Macbeth and a stack of homework on John Milton, so I don't have time to give the complete story. But something has been changing, slowly at first, but picking up speed, and today I came to a... Continue Reading →
The Excitement Plan 