How I Recognized and Removed a Narcissist from My Life

No, you’re not crazy - wave goodbye, forever

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I cut a narcissist out of my life I don’t know, three, four years ago now? Time flies when it’s a pandemic and you don’t have emotionally manipulative vampires weighing you down.

This person had been my “friend” for over a decade. I met them when they were dating a relative of someone in my husband’s circle of friends.

But if they ever introduced me to a group of new people, they would say something like “oh this is __, we met because she knew some friends of mine” (they were not their friends, they were mine).

I know it sounds small, but they always found a way to place themselves above me in any new scenario, even though they had pursued my friendship from the start.

I was recently reminded of my experience watching the Anna Delvey story on Netflix. A lot of Anna’s personality traits were classic narcissism — taken to an extreme level, but still.

I recognized the entitlement, the grandiosity, the selfishness, the assumption that if she acted one way the world would reward her.

All narcissists are grifters when it boils down to it, pretending to be whatever it is that furthers their agenda, creating human collateral damage…