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Thursday, April 9, 2015

Don't call me "Sweetie"!!!

You know it only takes a simple text from my Narcissist Father to make me upset.  It would make my stomach churn, cramp  and upset to the point of diarrhea, it only takes a couple of hours after the text.  I’m 50 now but my Narc dad can still do a number on my emotions.  It’s like when someone has been terrorized by someone and they leave messages on their phone nothing threatening  just a message that you can’t put your finger on plausible deniability.  After they contact you, you feel violated somehow and agitated, tense, uneasy jumpy drained of energy and emotion.  This happened to me today and every time my narc dad would text me.  Today it was “Good Morning my sweet daughter I love you.”  Oh sure, I know it sounds nice what’s wrong with that.  Well for one thing my father has never called me sweetie or sweet daughter as a child NEVER!!  It’s right down creepy!!!  This guy was “Indiana Jones”, the guy who beat me with a whip and a belt when he determined I’ve done something so horrible to warrant such a punishment.  This is the man when at the dinner table demanding answers; slapped his hand so hard on the table making the table shake, the dishes and silverware rattle.  Then he would point his finger at me or jab it into my chest to the point it felt like it was bruising while acting as if he was holding back so much rage and if he didn’t have self control he’d beat the hell out of me.  This is the guy who’s texting me “sweetie”…  Now I know a lot of you out there have sustained a great deal more abuse than I and this would be child’s play compared to how you were treated. He didn’t use his fist or put cigarettes out on my skin, or rape me, like a lot of you have.  He always had a “reason” for my beatings, in fact because of that I always thought I deserved the beatings and didn’t realize it was abuse and stepped into a curtain of fog that he and my narc mom created.  This isn’t how I raised my kids, to walk on eggshells around me.  The could eat in the living room sit on whichever piece of furniture they wanted, if they spilled their drink during a meal  or made a mess I just told them to clean it up, no yelling or nagging or making them feel like they were less than the mud on my boots.  I didn’t flick them in the face, back of the head or ears…   

That my friend is PTSD, Post Traumatic Stress Disorder.  No it don’t just happen to our men and women of the military who have seen action in conflicts and battles.
PTSD:  Post Traumatic Stress Disorder can result from narcissistic abuse especially abuse from a parent or spouse. 
Some of you have mentioned in your messages that you have PTSD.  Hearing your stories, some of you have more severe cases than most so please don’t feel like I’m minimizing your agony.  I wouldn’t be surprised if most of us have a bit of this disorder.  Abuse has scarred us in ways we may not have even realized.  I realized I have a bit of it myself and so does my husband.  Now I’m NOT putting this out there so we can put labels on ourselves or feel damaged or that we have a “disorder”.  I’m putting this out there to make us aware of the symptoms so we can recognize what our narc abusers have done to us and knowing what’s going on is half the battle.  I don’t have all the answers but lets work through this together.  So we all can find mental, emotional and spiritual healing.  

After going through a trauma in our case abuse from our narcissist, could be abuse as a child that continues into adulthood.  Survivors often say that their first feeling is relief to be alive. But this may be followed by stress, fear, and anger. These trauma survivors may also find they are unable to stop thinking about what happened. Many survivors will have disturbing recurring flashbacks, avoidance or numbing of memories of the event, and Hyper-vigilance which is a high level of alert, which causes them to react strongly to sounds and sights around them. This is what I call agitated, edgy, jumpy.  

Most people have some kind of stress reaction after a trauma. Having such a reaction has nothing to do with personal weakness. Stress reactions may last for several days or even a few weeks. For most people, if symptoms occur, they will slowly decrease over time.

Re-experiencing the traumatic event

    Intrusive, upsetting memories of the event
    Flashbacks (acting or feeling like the event is happening again)
    Nightmares (either of the event or of other frightening things)
    Feelings of intense distress when reminded of the trauma
    Intense physical reactions to reminders of the event (e.g. pounding heart, rapid breathing,      nausea, muscle tension, sweating)

Avoidance and numbing

    Avoiding activities, places, thoughts, or feelings that remind you of the trauma
    Inability to remember important aspects of the trauma
    Loss of interest in activities and life in general
    Feeling detached from others and emotionally numb
    Sense of a limited future (you don’t expect to live a normal life span, get married, have a career)

Increased anxiety and emotional arousal

    Difficulty falling or staying asleep
    Irritability or outbursts of anger
    Difficulty concentrating
    Hypervigilance (on constant “red alert”)
    Feeling jumpy and easily startled

Here are a few examples of what I go through, I’m sure some of you have experienced much worse symptoms and you know all too well about this.

My ex contacted me by phone which triggered this episode.  He was an alcoholic, he didn’t physically beat me but when he drank whisky he would become violent and even worse, to the point we were arguing about where he had been all day… when it was obvious he had been drinking all day.  He walks into the bedroom and in the gun case pulls out his rifle puts two shells into it and points it at me.  Fortunately God gave me such a calm and I didn’t give him the reaction he was looking for: the oh please don't shoot me… begging for my very life.  I kind of have a mental block as to how but he put it away eventually.  Another event where he again drunk on whisky and threw christmas gifts at me yelling at me and began beating the christmas tree with a bath towel until the tree came down.  He would also in the middle of the night go to my car and remove a part from my car so I couldn’t just leave his sorry ass.  Just a little background as to why I got so upset when he called me.
When I married mr smakintosh he adopted my two children and the ex signed over giving away all his legal rights to the children.  
Years after the adoption, I received a call on mothers day from the ex wanting to speak to my children.  The call was to our home phone number which was unlisted so someone in my immediate family had to give it to him. Not only did I feel violated by this call but someone in my immediate family had betrayed me in probably the worst way.  They handed us over to my ex abuser.  The didn’t ask permission to give him my number they just did it, knowing the past and how he was when he drank they had no regard for our safety.  I was terrified to think they may have also given him our address.  I was angry, I became extremely jumpy (hypervigilant), agitated, every time I heard a truck with a loud exhaust go up the street I was at the window checking looking feverishly making sure he wasn’t out there, I got little to no sleep… I had heart palpitations, weak, I felt like my insides had turned to sludge a sick feeling, my chest hurt I thought physically I was having a stroke or heart attack it took at least a month for me to get over this.  My poor husband lived through this with me.  He had his own symptoms a feeling of ultimate betrayal my very own family we think it was my parents gave abusive alcoholic  ex my phone to contact our kids which he gave all legal rights away to.

This was all before we realized that nearly every member of my family is a narc.

now days when one of them sends me a text or even tries to call or leaves a message any form of contact… I’m hypervigilant for about a week, agitated..  and almost no sleep and family dreams not necessarily nightmares but they are haunting my sleep.  Like the dirty house dreams, I gotta get my house clean and quick my mom’s going to see it and in my dream my house is a total disaster and the more I clean the more filth I find and I just can never get it done…  
My mother was a neat freak anyway and every spring break we spent spring cleaning.  Most of our classmates got to go to the mall or hang out with friends… no we had to clean clean clean…  Every saturday clean clean clean… and the whole time we cleaned with her we had to hear how we did a crappy job the rest of the week when we got home from school.  Her nagging went on and on until it was clean to her satisfaction.

2 corinthians 1:3-4
3 Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, 4 who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves receive from God.

Psalms 61:2-3
From the ends of the earth I call to you,
    I call as my heart grows faint;
    lead me to the rock that is higher than I. 
For you have been my refuge,
    a strong tower against the foe.

Psalms 35:12

KJV
12 They rewarded me evil for good to the spoiling of my soul.
AMP
12 They reward me evil for good to my personal bereavement.
Hebrew Psalms book
12 They repay me evil for good; bereavement is come to my soul.

Strongs for spoiling as used in this verse: bereavement, loss of children
  *bereavement: the condition of a person left by all;  abandonment

root word:  shakol
to be bereaved, make childless, miscarry
1.  to cause barrenness, show barrenness or abortion

Merriam Websters dictionary: spoil
spoil:  plunder taken from an enemy in war or from a victim in robbery
syn:  pillage, plunder, booty, loot, swag

your mind wanders you think of pirates when you hear booty and plunder; so think of your soul as the hidden treasure that was stolen

Speaking of the young men and women in military that come home with PTSD 
They realize that they didn’t sign up for this… I was told it was good, defending America and so on and so on….
They have to carry out orders no matter if it goes against their conscience when they sign that dotted line and take the oath they gave all individual rights and thoughts up.  I’m not insulting them or their intelligence but they have to carry out the orders they are given whether they agree with them or not.  My husband was in a branch of the military at one time and he knows quite a bit more than me about this. 
People who refused to going after being drafted to Vietnam to fight in that war; they were called “conscientious objectors”.  For reasons of conscience, they refused to fight in the military.

We are not diminishing any of our military veterans so please don’t feel that we are putting you down for going to fight.  We are here talking about the affects after the fight I’m sure that none of you have been scathed from some type of emotional distress after coming home whether it be due to the emotional anguish of the carnage of war to lost of friends comrades and injuries.


When a parent or someone in authority tells a child to do something that’s not right like in sexual abuse the child no matter how small they know it’s not right, they feel sick inside.  They are powerless to fight back and so deeply afraid to say no.  Even physical abuse, beating you telling you that you are deserve this beating all the while you know you don’t.  After awhile they spoil your soul: sear your conscience and you start to believe their lies you start to believe sexual abuse is right, your fault it happened or you do deserve the beatings you get.. all the while your spirit is screaming on the inside that it’s oh so wrong.  You have an internal conflict, even way after all the abuse.  Your spirit is trying to help you get back on balance your moral compass is off kilter.  You are tortured by nightmares, sleeplessness, flashbacks and many more issues… ultimately your spirit wants you to heal from this trauma.  Your reality has been aborted forced out stolen….


9 comments:

  1. Great post and My God how I can relate to the neat freak cleaning episodes demanded by the narc. My x Mom was the same. Cleaning to them is an obsession and beyond just having the house nice for the inhabitants. No. It's for SHOW like covering up a crime-scene and, in reality, that IS what this obsessive cleaning by the narc IS because the household of the narc is ALWAYS a crime scene. Cleaning, for them represents the oh-so-necessary false veneer of "normalcy" to display to the Public and is some weird meter to the narc of her self-worth...in a COMPETITION way. Putting on heirs; Keeping Up Appearances like that BBC series and the narc is a twisted, evil version of "Hyacinth" (the central character in that series who puts on humerous heirs; but the narc's aren't one bit humerous when we know what intentional, sadistic assholery they are covering up.
    When a narc makes motion to re-establish contact in ANY format; be it a text that sarcastically & ironically reads "Sweetie" or in the format of some seemingly-benign greeting card, the contents of the card or message are not as they seem; benign & well-wishing but more in the tune of the smirking, smarmy , smug stalker whose TRUE message is:
    "Don't get so relaxed, scapegoat. Don't think for 1 nano-second I've forgotten about you. Today's your 'special day' and I know I am ruining it just by contacting you. I'm infiltrating your mind with my presence...my OMNI-presence. You'll never be free. I'm watching you & plotting...permeating and poisoning your day and forcing my presence into your mind day and night...just as a 'reminder'...like the Police song, "every breath you take, every move you make, I'll be watching you"

    That's what they intend and rest-assured, their little innocence-act is just THAT: An ACT that they know will result in NO legal repercussions because, externally, it appears to be an innocent, well-meaning greeting. They know YOU know it's not and the malignant narc revels in that knowledge. They're STALKERS who are reminding their target they're still on their radar.
    That's why it is best to take the card, if they send a card, do not open it and burn it. In the case of a text or worse, an e-card, never open e-cards because the sender receives immediate NOTICE when recipient opens the card.
    Mrs S I am deeply sorry for the abuse you sustained. I too not only endured that from my demented narc family but also was (in the 80's) a victim of domestic abuse with a psycho live-in boyfriend...he tried to murder me and, to relate to the betrayal you mentioned of some family-member giving that abuser your phone #, my narc x Mom did the same with my attempted murderer...not only that but she took great joy in announcing the fact and also that she'd engaged in a good hour+-long chit-chat with him and shared with me all the 'news' about how he is and what's new and what universities his 2 siblings were attending; that said to me to try to rub salt in the wound that my narc x-parents never put ME through university. Not only does the narc betray and insult and back-stab but they need to ENSURE the scapegoat knows they did it; preferably, with that 'announcement-of-betrayal' declared 1st hand by the narc in person or on the phone so they can gauge the scapegoat's reaction; revel in it like a dog rolling about on foetid road kill.
    They know what they're doing.
    The GREAT news is tho, now, WE know what they were doing and so now, we're never going to fall for their lame tricks again. We're ONTO them! Narc-Survivors: UNITE! <3

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    1. I think you've got your narc/s well & truly cornered Denise. I realise it must have taken a lot of hurt during the years to really learn about them and how not to let them hurt you anymore. Thanks for sharing this.
      I have also suffered at the hands of narcs (my daughter and mother), no matter how hard I try to explain things to my daughter she ends-up cutting me to shreds just nicely in her own vindictive way; and of course I am to blame for all of her hurt; regardless of the circumstantial evidence to the contrary. And my mother...well whatever suits her own ends she will use to achieve it. Her favourite card is to remind us just how much she reveres her youngest child on that highest of pedestals and work backwards to the oldest(me) in order of favouritism. If I challenge why she has done her best to aid contempt against me by helping to poison my daughter against me(began 20 yrs ago when she was 5) she says I am looking for trouble and that I should just get on with my life and forget Natalie. So my mother actually helped to keep her out of my life by spreading nasty gossip about me which had no founding, just based on lies. Although my mum is slowly failing she is still as vindictive and clever at using people to back up her causes. As an ex British soldier I can't believe I have allowed this to happen, that I allowed them the room to treat me like this. Others would have brought them to account, but no I just let them get on with it (albeit mostly behind the scenes).
      I firmly believe there is something else working behind the veil of flesh and blood here, but I don't excuse them, not at all. My grandfather(my mum's dad) was also quite the narc and he died at 97. I was not there to see him die in hospital, but according to my brother the place where he was going was so bad-with what energy he had-he stretched out his arm to the family members who were there by his bed as if he was asking them to save him from where he was slipping away to. Only my brother ( a reformed narc) was able to recognise this as a warning.
      Thanks also to Ms Smakintosh for this informative article...revealing these things to us and the Bible passages.

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  2. You're a genius!! Comparing the narc in their cleaning obsession to a crime scene. Thank you so much.

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  3. I am going through some of my old birthday cards and things I've kept in a box over the years and there are the gushy messages and words from my parents like "sweet" "dear" "lovely" "precious"...they would also send me emails like this when I was away at University. Hoovering, much?

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    1. I hate that phoney crap!! It looks and sounds nice for someone on the outside looking in but you know. There's a sting inside of you that subconsciously feel and you immediately become angry because you know it's not real. You know the evil behind it. The covert narcs are the worst. Thank you for your comment I apologize for taking so long to respond.

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    2. No problem! I actually cried once when I read one of them because I believed they actually had a heart and were sincere, but now I know it was very very shallow and words only. I think my parents are both covert and overt narcs.

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  4. Who do we appeal to for justice when everything else fails?
    http://www.louisvillevents.com/

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  5. When there's no justice the only thing left to do is pray. Pray for wisdom, guidance and even divine intervention.

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  6. Is there a law library in the court house where she lives you will also run into attorneys there maybe possibly one of them could help. Dealing with the judicial system you need an expert in law to help otherwise you're going to battle with a paper sword.

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