This describes it perfectly. I kept getting my heart broken over and over again throughout my 8 years with a Narc and I couldnât wrap my head around how someone could âloveâ and hate me so intensely at the same time. He could propose marriage at breakfast, but kick my kids and me out of our home by dinner. No matter how much I tried, he was always the victim. I was called a âcheaterâ and a âliarââhe was projecting all of his indiscretions on me. I was vulnerable with him and he took my fears and insecurities, and used those against me every time that he got angry. - mandy


















