In therapy today we touched on the weird inner world of the pathological narcissist.
The one that swiped my Flickr group has opened a WordPress account
to fave my blog entries.
I recognized her face from the Psycho looking selfie she uses as an avatar.
You see, It’s like the ending of Psycho
I said to my therapist, “I don’t follow her. In fact, because of my DID, I’ve mostly forgotten her.”
I know who she is and why we don’t speak but those memories are like the memories of a group of snapshots.
If you hurt me, I mostly forget you.
“So why is she doing this?” I asked. “To get attention?”
“You see, it’s like the ending of Psycho,” replied my therapist. “Norman is gone and what’s left is his malignant narcissist of a Mother who thinks that not killing the fly will…
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