One blog that I love is written by a lady narcissist. We started our blogs the same week. She found my blog when I had 8 followers and she had 11. We grew our blogs together. I had 20 followers, she had 50. I had 60, she had 130. Today, I have 90 followers, and she has TWO THOUSAND followers. say what? I am so jealous of her!
The reason she has so many followers is because she writes about sex. graphic sex. dirty sex. sex with strangers she meets on a dating website. sex. hot. impulsive, animalistic sex. the kind of sex we all wish we were having.
This is not copied from her blog or paraphrased from her blog, but any random narcissist’s stories go like this:
I was in a bar, chatting up a woman and her friend, you know, in case I could bed them both. I told the ladies that I was an astronaut, on leave before my next shuttle mission to Mars where I will be collecting soil samples from the surface of the Red Planet. “Would you like to know what it’s like to have sex in zero gravity?”, I asked.
Then we went to their place and had crazy sex for days. (describe the sex and how each orgasm felt.)
Did you know that psychopathic men can come over and over again with little recovery time? Sane, healthy men can’t. They should be intimidated. Of course, sex with any narcissist is like sex with a preying mantis in that they try to kill you afterwards. Is it worth it? Not if you survive, in my opinion.
So I am jealous of the narcissist and I want to recommend her blog to you. When I first started reading her posts, written from a narcissist’s point-of-view, I told her that “You scare the crap out of me.” Because of her writings, I had a front row seat inside the mind of someone similar to my abuser. I was terrified, but curious. A target can never get closure with their narcissist. The unanswered questions, “Why did you do this to me? Why did you pretend to love me?”, etcetera never get answered directly from the narcissist, but can be answered in general by someone else. If you’re not too afraid, go check out her blog.