I'm Bliss
I'm a woman in my mid-forties, born and raised in Montreal, Quebec.
A few months ago, I discovered my father has narcisstic personality disorder (wow, does he ever). While I find all the research I've done liberating (because I finally have answers), I also find myself full of anger and resentment as I rehash the past. And, of course, I have nowhere to direct this anger, because let's face it; no point trying to reason with someone with NPD.
Since this discovery, I have avoided contact with my father. Part of me just wants to lash out at him. Get even, so to speak.
I've also been re-examining my mother's role. Was she an enabler, or another narcissist?
Not sure. I was certainly her scapegoat, but I was my father's 'golden child'. My younger brother was my mother's golden child and was basically rejected by my father because my brother had serious learning disabilities. Ugly family dynamic on all levels.
I have no contact with my mother (I cut her out of my life 20 years ago) and my brother and I do not get along (as my mother always pitted us against the other). We can barely be in the same room for more than 5 minutes witout me wanting to strangle him.
Therefore, as I look at all this, I really have to wonder; how the heck can I possibly be sane? LOL
I'm a woman in my mid-forties, born and raised in Montreal, Quebec.
A few months ago, I discovered my father has narcisstic personality disorder (wow, does he ever). While I find all the research I've done liberating (because I finally have answers), I also find myself full of anger and resentment as I rehash the past. And, of course, I have nowhere to direct this anger, because let's face it; no point trying to reason with someone with NPD.
Since this discovery, I have avoided contact with my father. Part of me just wants to lash out at him. Get even, so to speak.
I've also been re-examining my mother's role. Was she an enabler, or another narcissist?
Not sure. I was certainly her scapegoat, but I was my father's 'golden child'. My younger brother was my mother's golden child and was basically rejected by my father because my brother had serious learning disabilities. Ugly family dynamic on all levels.
I have no contact with my mother (I cut her out of my life 20 years ago) and my brother and I do not get along (as my mother always pitted us against the other). We can barely be in the same room for more than 5 minutes witout me wanting to strangle him.
Therefore, as I look at all this, I really have to wonder; how the heck can I possibly be sane? LOL
