My Parents are Narcissists

I’m afraid of writing this post because they might be watching this web-site. I talk and they pretend not to listen, but they’re watching me closely.

I discovered this weeks upon accidently stumbling upon Narcissist parents. They resemble this parenting style the most. When I learned about narcissism. It all everything clicked. Why I’m  so unhappy. Why my self-esteem is so low to almost non-existing. Why my parents confused me, and yet I never wanted to blame them for fear that I’ll upset them like feel their wrath if you challenge let alone question it their ego.

Here, I thought that my mom was overprotected and my dad was just an asshole, but it’s more than that. It’s a disorder. Narcissist families unlike a healthy family are like a bunch of druggies whiffing up each other’s toxic perfume of negative energy. It’s like discovering that your parents are secretly these alien spiders underneath their human skin, and just the mommy spider she’s drain your fluids with her secret fangs as she gently holds you, cooing and awing you with her hairy legs. The thought scares me and I love spiders.

I’m happier for learning the truth. I never felt like this family was real love, and my intuition was right. This love hurts and it’s pushing me to death. I must accept that I’ll never win mom and especially dad’s approval. I must de-attach myself from them and reattach to healthy caring people in society. The question remains do I still put of with them or leave? I need advice because everybody’s escape plan is different. I must find my broken core.