I See Narcissists (Everywhere!): A Survivor's Guide to the Narc-pocalypse

 

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I’m not sure if everyone has seen the 1999 film featuring Bruce Willis and Haley Joel Osment, The Sixth Sense. But I have to say, for me, the part where Haley’s character declares, “I see dead people,” still gives me shivers and goosebumps.

In the spirit of that movie, I have to say that I’ve been ruminating over something for a while now. I feel like either:
A) I, too, am afflicted by a similar condition — only instead of dead people, I see narcissists everywhere (and it may all be a trauma response), or
B) The world is truly full of more narcissists than I ever realized existed — perhaps it’s something in the water or the additives in our food creating this condition.

I’m joking (slightly) about that, but really — does anyone else see a pattern after enduring life with a narcissist?

Do we become more sensitive to the nuances involved? Like our “spidey senses” are now elite-level bullshit detectors, tingling and setting off blaring alarm bells at the first whiff of grandiosity and gaslighting?

Do we look for narcissists around every corner, expecting to see them, so we find them? Sort of like the Law of Attraction in hyperdrive — except instead of manifesting dream vacations and financial abundance, we’re summoning a never-ending parade of egotistical circus clowns?

Or are we genuinely living in an age of narcissistic excess? A plague of sorts? Maybe this is how the world ends — not with a bang, not even with a whimper, but with a thousand narcissists all trying to talk over each other at once until the earth just gives up and implodes. We totally misinterpreted what the apocalypse actually entailed.

And if that’s the case, then what do we do about it? Move to the mountains? Start a cult where the only rule is basic human decency? Hand out red flags like party favors?

Or maybe — just maybe — we use our hard-earned wisdom, our spidey senses, and our healthy boundaries to navigate this absurd landscape like the unbothered, radiant, narc-proof warriors we are.

Because at the end of the day, the real power move isn’t fearing the narcissists — it’s refusing to let them rent space in our heads, our hearts, or our lives. And if that means wearing sunglasses indoors so we can’t accidentally make eye contact with one in the wild, so be it.

Stay vigilant, my friends. The narcpocalypse is real — but so is your ability to rise above it.

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