Signed Up:
Jul 28, 2016Comments: 4222 · Posts: 6474 · Topics: 83
Dear Partner;
I’m going to say something I’d never say or admit to you.
I love the things you do for me. I love the power you give to me to take advantage of your kindness by exploiting your good intentions. To make you feel worse makes me feel better. I love making you feel and insignificant.
I love the fact that your life is all about me. You fix my problems, solve my issues, relieve my pain. I love how you take all your time for me, not for yourself. How you give attention to me only.
I love making you doubt yourself and question your own sanity. You don’t know what is right or what is real unless I tell you.
“I love you” means I need you because I need someone who won’t abandon me. I need someone that I can use as a punching bag. Someone who will make me feel good.
I love how my expectations of you constantly rising, while the ones you have for me gradually decline. I love the look of failure and disappointment at your face.
When I say “I love you”, I am referring to the love of hatred for you. I love myself vicariously through the love you feel towards me. And I need you to suffer because I hate having to rely on you for this.
I love how my happiness is your responsibility. I love how I feel when you’re around me. How I can turn myself into the victim when you try to bring up one of my many personality flaws or harmful behaviors.
I love how I make you feel horrible when you mention something I did that hurt you. How you won’t leave me because you are hooked on this toxic relationship.
I love how you support me and how I never need to support you. Why would I even do that? The things you will never get keep you with me.
I love how you think you are with a person who loves you. But I’m a person who shows love and affection as a manipulation tool.
I love how you need me and how you think you’re with the right person. How I made you feel unworthy and insignificant.
You need to know I will use hurtful words and manipulative tactics under the guise of love. You will never change me.
We both know this isn’t real. We should both know.
Regards,
Your Narcissist.