Narcissistic abuse is real, and don't let ANYONE try to convince you that the hell you went through didn't happen and no matter what DO NOT let ANYONE convince you that YOU are in the wrong for talking about the abuse you endured and giving that abuse the appropriate name of narcissistic abuse.
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At the end of the day, the only person truly suffering from NPD, surviving NPD, and feeling hurt by NPD is the narcissist who has this condition.
With that being said, #surviving narcissism, #surviving npd, #narc survivor are our tags now.
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If you crash a post made by a victim discussing their experiences with narcissistic abuse with walls of text and preface it all with "I have NPD":
...yeah, no shit you do.
Literally no one is saying "all NPD people are abusive", but those who aren't wouldn't be going out of their way looking up certain tags on tumblr just to finger wag and play victim on strangers' tumblr posts.
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If someone without a Cluster B disorder (especially a neurotypical individual) manipulates others, yells at others, gets aggressive and/or violent, intentionally crosses boundaries, or makes white lies and small mistakes knowing they will be fine, they are almost always instantly forgiven.
If someone w/ a Cluster B disorder manipulates others without being aware of doing such a thing, panics and yells, gets aggressive out of fright and insecurity, unintentionally crosses boundaries, or accidentally makes a mistake or compulsively lies (these are all results of subconscious symptoms that it takes years to even notice for us, much less control, btw), we are treated as abusive monsters that need to be "starved of attention/supply" or "removed from your life" (actual terminology I've seen from medical websites, btw).
I have spent most of my twenty-one wretched years of life completely unaware that I had BPD, NPD, and ASPD, and I have been constantly gaslit, harassed, guilt-tripped, victim-blamed, mistreated, witch hunted, suibaited, attacked, and had my life threatened for symptoms that I have only cognitively been aware of for maybe a few months at most, because there's no goddamn resources for these disorders. Yet no matter how much work I put in to be aware of others, no matter how much work I put in to compensate for my brain that is quite literally programmed completely different than a regular human being's, and I don't mean that in a "something went wrong here" no I mean my brain is practically that of an alien's, I am still treated as some monster that is out to ruin the lives of everyone around them.
It's getting a bit sad to realize that I will only ever be sympathized for or loved when I'm six feet under, because nothing coaxes out lip service like a gravestone.
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"And in the end, everything will belong to him."
My H&M instance bugged out so I thought it would be a good chance to take some pics with the old man.
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