I'm new. I've read several of the stories here and mine probably isn't unique enough to tell in great detail. My father was raised to believe he should have anything he wants, and that there's no price too high for someone else to pay to see he gets it. He is now 69 and for his entire life has exhibited all but one of the listed "markers" that determine NPD, with the charming addition of malignant narcissism. My mother has what I believe is called a mirroring personality, and is also extremely parasitic--to this day, she buys the same clothes I do, tries to "become" me. I came out of childhood pretty bewildered and very angry. Though I've come a long way and read lots of books, I can't seem to break out of the brick enclosure I "built" (metaphorically speaking) as a child. I say metaphorical but that wall--a silo of sorts, all around me--was the first thing I ever visualized daily. I visualized the cement, the bricks, the added safety with each one. My father was always on the lookout for things that mattered to me, little points of pride or accomplishments, that he could tear down. So I also have one hell of a poker face. All this has kept me very solitary all my life. I went looking for an online forum and found this one...this is my first post. My nieces and nephews, all under ten, can run rings around me technologically, so the jury's out on whether or not I'll manage to make this appear...here goes...
