I got this in email today from a reformed Christian site:
Spiritual mindedness grows from and consists of being delighted by spiritual things: what we love is what captures us. The great contest between heaven and earth is to see which of them can most draw out our love.
Whoever has our love has the whole of us; love causes us to give ourselves away, as nothing else can. Our love is like the rudder of a ship—where it is turned, there the ship goes.
That’s all a lovely thought and I do believe there is truth in it but what happens when someone does whatever they can to crush that love. Does that mean you never really loved? You’re weak?
Or maybe it’s me and I’m just throwing a tantrum because my expectations aren’t being met. Because I thought when someone said they cared, they meant it.
It’s the same cry – nothing I do is good enough. I’m always wrong. Picked on for my weight after throwing chocolate at me. When I’ve said repeatedly don’t bring it home. Stress/depressed eating is a real thing. At least my son wants to workout with me.
My kids look to me for leadership, not their father. They should be looking to us both.
The kids and I do a Bible study together. Never with my husband because not only will it turn into an argument, it will turn into him telling us how wrong we all are. I love studying with my kids because they are really opening up. It’s a sweet sweet time! I wouldn’t give it up for anything!
If I bring up a news article I like, he’ll be contrary. No matter topic of the article.
He judged a recent political situation – for all the wrong reasons. It didn’t matter that the people’s lives were in danger but he said he hoped these people learned their lesson. Not because they stood up for what was right but because of their chosen profession, he hoped they learned a little something about the First and Second Amendments to the Constitution.
Sometimes you can ignore the narcissist. Sometimes he leaves you in tears.
Sometimes you think you’ll never be good enough… for anyone.
It’s been a while since I’ve blogged. But I’ve been busy and away from home.
I have some strong beliefs about the whole COVID-19 and masks. When I share them with my husband, I learn how stupid I am. Even though I back my findings up with solid evidence, I’m still stupid.
I’m not saying we can’t disagree. But do it respectfully. Everyone deserves respect.
When our son recently got in trouble, Mr. Legalism thought it best to beat (metaphorically) Scripture into him. Because me teaching him by example from the Bible, positively, wasn’t good enough. He won’t take the time to feed into our children’s lives, that’s everyone else’s job. And he’s happy to let them know that they don’t live up to his standards.
I was blaming the weather for my migraine today. I think that blame is misplaced…
I’d like to smack the snot out my dear narcissist. I could end the post right there.
I hate the condescending attitude. That attitude alone makes me not want to follow through on his suggestion even if it is a good suggestion.
The serve me ‘air’ is old. The “everyone should clean up after me” is wrong and a horrible example for our boys. The latter is part narcissist and part example he was raised with.
His dad has passed away a number of years ago but he always talks about his dad as being heavy handed and demanding respect. I’ve met his dad, a time or two (sarcasm, I knew him quite well) and he was neither of those things. Super cheap and you couldn’t pull a nickel out of his hand but not heavy handed. His newspaper was more important than being present for his family.
Anyway, they say people in glass houses shouldn’t throw stones but even when their house collapses, narcissist can’t see it or it’s NEVER their fault.
I’m not going to collapse his house… no matter how tempting, lol. Just kidding!
Written by Dr. Eric Perry Image Credit: Pixabay “Happiness must be grown in one’s own garden.” ~Mary Engelbreit Life is complicated. One day we open our eyes and find ourselves in a life that we have no idea how we entered into willingly. We have painted ourselves into the proverbial corner with no window or […]
I haven’t had much to post lately in regards to narcissism. So, that in of itself is a good thing. However, I’ve been buried under (extended) family drama that wasn’t my own. It’s been so stressful I haven’t had much time for much. Thankfully, I have a reprieve for a bit. I’m praying permanently.
On the way to taking my kids to school this morning, I heard the Dixie Chicks new song, Gaslighter.
I have to admit I was surprised to hear a song on this topic. I’ve experienced it, more than once and not just from my dear narcy.
I’m not real crazy about the actual video. I get what they are saying, totally, but I think the lyrics video is a better choice.