I fail my way to success. Malignant Narcissists do not fight fair. Know that if you know anything. They knife you and act like they didn’t do anything. If you are not a dirty fighter, it will take you a long time to figure out what is happening.They must keep their masks on at all times: to appear perfect. A perfect person does not knife from behind like a nasty creep.
In time, I turned the tables on my particular Mal. Narc, if I can call her that. Then, she started running away from me. She is afraid of me. I made her pay. However, strangely enough, the revenge does not feel the way I thought it would.I thought it would feel glorious. It feels like I can’t get enough like when you go on a cheesecake binge. You can’t eat enough to fill the hole because the hole needs love, not cheesecake.
However, I learned something very important this time around. I got in touch with my anger. I am a soft touch. It may not sound like it but I am a tender Cancer Moon. The only reason I could even sustain this hatred of her was because she is a Anti-Semite. Tiny Israel is struggling for her survival. This piece of human filth would like to see Israel pushed into the sea. That really is the core reason I have not let it go by now. However, the lessons I am learning are needed.
I feel the anger I could never feel as a child. . I could not have the luxury of anger at the Malignant Narcissist, my mother. So, God brought another one ( or I found her myself) At any rate, I can stand up to this one. That is the difference. This one does not get a free ride to abuse me and hide in the shadows. This one has gotten exposed, which is the last thing the Malignant Narcissist wants. I got my anger back. It is a fair deal and it will be a long day in Hades before she messes with me again 😀
PS This comment was left for Lon by a wonderful astrologer I know, Ronnie Valentine:
Ronnie Valentine I enjoyed the write and especially the comment from Lon.