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TheRealJuliane
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EXACTLY! Good analogy.Yes.** I think this is why people without a healthy sense of themselves sometimes do not recognize a manipulator or a user.** If you were brought up in a house where your mother constantly criticized you and emotionally manipulated you and your father either ignored you or thought you a nuisance, then of course the red flags won’t go up when you choose to date someone toxic. They just pick up where your family left off, and you’re so used to being in the soup pot that you don’t recognize that you’re being cooked again.
It is like being brought up where all the money is counterfeit. You either don’t have any idea how to tell the real from the fake or, worse yet, when you see the real stuff it makes you uneasy, because it is so diffferent.
I wasn’t given a negative view from either parent, it’s just that my mother was the child of an alcoholic (I learned that decades after her death, not from her) and my dad just didn’t have much to offer, I guess. I learned many good things from him, about working hard, and being proud of myself, but not being too proud to do the work that God sets in front of me. But there was an absence of that cherishing that dads should always give their daughters, and that set me up to look for what I thought was love but was the counterfeit, lust. I knew no other way to be someone in a man’s eyes. And the culture told me no different either.
None of my relationships have been close to healthy. One boyfriend was an abuser - that surprised me. I found his attention very flattering, but he was jealous and obsessive. Then my husband, always more focused on work and his own pursuits, a very damaged man because of his parents’ train wreck of a marriage. I probably passed up many healthier men because I wouldn’t have known what to do with true devotion. It feels so totally familiar to me to always be emotionally hungry, yearning for someone’s love and care.
It took me a long time to recognize the seeds of narcissism in my husband, too. He’s not as full-blown as another family member, but it’s there. When I tell him that I need an emotional connection, and he just looks at me like, “uh-huh…blah blah blah” I get it.