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.
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 prove her good intentions. This Narcissist thinks that opening a WordPress account to give points to your blog demonstrates her goodness It’s as if she’s saying, look at how kind I am, I’m not even swatting this fly.”
I laughed, “So she adopts the public personae of a psychopath to show people how nice she is? Does she know it’s not working?”
“No,” replied my therapist. “That’s what makes her a psychopath.”