"Narcissists are happy. They are less likely to be depressed, sad or anxious, and rate their subjective well-being more highly. They're less reactive to stress, and recover more rapidly from it,...narcissism also seems to help people recover from accidents or other trauma—it gives them an unrealistic sense of their own invulnerability, and they believe that they will be able to handle whatever else life throws at them. As one researcher put it, being somewhat narcissistic is like driving a huge SUV: You're having a great time, even while you hog the road, suck up extra resources and put other drivers at higher risk.-- Carl Vogel, concluding his "Field Guide To Narcissism" with some damn good advice - though we'll take "fury", thank you - within a healthy dose of Psychology Today.
As bad as narcissistic behavior can be in a coworker, golf buddy or relative, it's worse in a romantic partner. Male or female, narcissists are the quintessential sharks: Self-confidence and charm make them highly appealing in the early stages of attraction. Since narcissists are very concerned about appearance, they're likely to be well-groomed and fashionable.
Narcissists' need for power and autonomy leads them to shun commitment—and to cheat. Romantic relationships become just another way for them to pump up their own self-image. Narcissists look for mates with very high social status (for example, looks or success) which complements an inflated sense of self.
A narcissist can't see anything wrong about herself, even when her world is crashing down all around her,...So the narcissist does, after all, have an Achilles' heel—being blind to her own faults. And that's perhaps the only way to console yourself when you've been subjected to the blunt edge of a narcissistic personality. Rather than admiration or fury, narcissists may in fact deserve our pity. From a very safe distance."
Yes, that's our own adulterous NewAge killer - Karine Anne Brunck - in the photo above, and if you take one more click, you'll find this TMR post was inspired by Rageboy's recent evisceration of his insides (the title is a dead giveaway) as the result of his own encounter with the extremely narcissistic Mystic Bourgeoisie.
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