Why Rage?


I am grateful for this, especially the caution at the end. As Pastor Dave warned: “Most narcissists do not physically abuse, but most abusers are narcissists.”

I know this is true from firsthand experience. I also know, from personal experience, that the most malignant narcissists can be murderers. My mother, the worst narc I have ever known, tried to gas me and my four younger brothers and sisters to death when I was twelve years old. And the malignant narcissist I married when I was twenty-one — following the grooming/brainwashing of my childhood — tried with all his enraged strength to break my neck when I came home half an hour late from work one day. He believed I was late because I was having an affair. I was not, but as I later discovered, he was having an affair. Today, forty years later, with him long gone from my life, I still have daily pain from the damage that man did to my neck. He ruptured all but the top two discs in my neck. I thought he had broken my neck, that’s how painful it was.

So, yes, a raging narcissist can be very dangerous, even deadly. The horror story I just saw this morning in a news headline about a mother stabbing her three children to death… oh dear God. I don’t care what trauma and troubles may have been going on in that woman’s life. It doesn’t get more narcissistic, more EVIL, than that.

Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be Thy name. Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. For Thine is the kingdom and the power and the glory forever, Amen.

Grace for my Heart

It’s Narcissist Friday!   

Sometimes a term becomes popular simply because it makes so much sense. “Narcissistic rage” just makes sense. Most of us have seen it, experienced it. It reveals itself when the narcissist feels threatened, they say. Sudden, intense, pointed, ruthless, cruel, hate-filled, vengeful, and oddly uncontrolled.

I remember a friend telling me how he put something of his on the top of the narcissist’s car as he was getting into the passenger seat. It was something any of us might have done, and it did no damage. But the narcissist went ballistic! He ranted and raved and shouted, then he referred to the act several times throughout the trip. And, get this, it wasn’t even his car. The car belonged to the company.

So what was that? Was the narcissist so afraid that the car would be scratched? Not really. He might scratch it himself later without…

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