Am I overstating? I mean, if we’re going to make comparisons, I’m sure as far as father’s go, there are some that make him look like a goddamn saint. However, as far as fathers go, mine sucks. For the first 5 or 6 years, he lured me into a world where I was a princess with my whole life ahead of me. I was adored. I was precious. I ruled a world where I was content and happy. My...
I had this all figured out. I did. 60 is upon me. I can binge a few seasons of a couple shows maybe before heading into that next decade? I mean, long running shows. Like Frasier or Friends, before turning 60. But not super long running shows. Not Doctor Who or SNL. Or The Simpsons. Anyway. I’ve written about parental narcissism for years now. I went from discovery to acceptance to really...
We’re in the eye of the narcissism storm. Narcissistic Personality Disorder has been a theme of this blog years before the 2016 election. I’ve been fretting, screaming and pleading for years now. The stupid president couldn’t be more dangerous. He’s broken beyond repair and he’s collapsing. I’ve said many times this is going to get worse. And now we are here...