Was my stepmum a narcissist?
I used to have a stepmum. She made me really scared when I first met her at around 3, but I don't know if it was gut feeling, or just refusing to talk to anybody as a kid. Anyway, she seemed okay for the about 7 years I knew her.
They got married, we moved many houses, filed for bankruptcy, moved a bunch of schools, and ended up at a house, which I will call the "cop house" because there was a police standoff there. I felt everything was normal, being a kid who was comletely fabricating an entirely different personality in year 5, until she left.
After she left, everything felt kinda weird, but in a good way. I wasn't scared to come home, and I didn't have to fake who I was. I didn't have to do out-of-school things I didn't want to. Then, it got me thinking about all she had done. Narcissist isn't the right word, but I can't think of another one at the moment.
The first thing i can really think of is how she wanted me to be a completely different person. Yes, she taught me how to not eat like a neanderthal with my mouth open, and taught me manners, but she also put me into different classes that I did very not want to get into. She forced me into dsnce classes and my brother into football, when he didn't want any sports, and I wanted to do soccer and cheerleading. We were not religious, yet we had to go to church where the only thing I liked was the singing and the eggnog at Christmas Eve.
I remember she would always pop the dogs in the mouth for wanting atterntion, and she always threatened to pop me in the mouth and break my arm for menial things. They might've been jokes, I wouldn't know, but they sounded deadass angry. I also remember her forcing me to give hugs to everyone, and not caring at all if I was touch averse and it made me cry as a young child.
She also made us move out of our amazing old house that we absolutely loved, in a good neighborhood and friends that we trusted and outstanding teachers in schools because it would "never feel like home". Did I mention that she was the one who up and left?
She would also tear into my brother and I when we said or did the most minute thing, but would do so much worse than us. She did hit us, but never too hard. It was so weird to return home after the time she first left, and not be scared of being locked in a closet or being hit, or seeing the animals be hit.
I think that is where a lot of my hatred and trust issues stem from. She left right before my birthday, and I started puberty almost directly on that birthday, so seeing her leave while I'm just starting to go through an important time of my life, I might've internalized the thought that everybody will leave me and are only my friend to get something out of me and all secretly hate me. Not to mention blowing through houses like how fire is blowing through the sky.
She also wanted kids. Like, at least 2. Like popping out babies is going to help the fact that we can't make August's rent and it's October. I also remember that I had a diary, for all of 2 days, before she read through it and yelled at me and punished me for it.
Oh well, what's done is done, and this isn't therapy. I think she was just ultimately too young to be a mother. Thank you.
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