They had no idea who they were messing with when the narcissist decided to play games with your mind and heart. The narcissist thought the plan was flawless: twisting your thoughts, dimming your spirit, and sitting on the throne of your emotions like a ruler who owns a realm. In that proud mind, everything seemed clever. You would remain confused, loyal, and trapped in a web spun from fake kindness, sweet words, and promises that were never intended to be kept.
The narcissist looked at your kindness and called it naivety, looked at your trust and called it weakness, and looked at your willingness to forgive, thinking, “This will never see through me.” But here’s what the narcissist didn’t see: every lie spoken, every moment you were pushed to doubt yourself, and every attempt to bend your reality was a confession—not yours, but theirs. With each manipulation, the narcissist was gradually revealing their true self, one crack at a time.
When someone tries to crush a real soul, a soul that loves honestly and gives without hidden motives, something far bigger than ego steps into the room. You can hurt a good person—yes, you can wound, confuse, and exhaust a loving heart—but you also expose your own emptiness in the process. You peel back your own disguise. The world may not see it right away, but heaven does. Your own spirit does. And sooner or later, you will, too.
In the beginning, the narcissist felt powerful. You questioned yourself, maintained the peace, and tried to repair what the narcissist kept tearing down. That’s when the narcissist thought, “I’ve won.” But there’s a simple unbreakable truth about trying to control a good soul: nobody walks away from that untouched. The narcissist loses the very light that made life bearable. The narcissist throws away the only person who ever saw more than ego, charm, or the show.
You lived through the cycle—the highs, the lows, the confusion that made the ground feel as though it was shifting beneath your feet. You walked through the emotional storms a narcissist stirred up for support and supply. But notice this: you kept growing, even if it was slow and painful. The narcissist remained exactly the same, still chasing the next person to drain, still searching for the next heart to hook, and the next soul to defeat a fragile ego that never feels full.
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