You know what's really funny to me?
What's really funny is when narcissists take something that is meaningful
and they murder it.
quotes, euphemisms, truisms, movies, songs, books,
symbols, emblems, tokens, celebrations, badges, sentiments,
awards, mottoes, collections, organizations, personifications,
insignias, icons, keepsakes, souvenirs, representations.
All murdered, at the hands of a narcissist.
Because a narcissist takes something that is pure
and crucifies it. A narcissist takes something that's
right and bends it to the left. They abuse the truth until
it just looks like nonsense and they spout clichés that
can only be understood by one who is capable of empathy.
All the narcissists I have ever known have done this, this murdering
of what they do not understand.
My mother doesn't speak in truisms. In fact, the only one that I can ever remember her using was "what goes around, comes around" which she only said on rare occasions. My mother doesn't speak in euphemisms or quotes because she comes up with her own damn way of expressing her thoughts and feelings. She doesn't need a god or a priest or a psychologist or a poet or an actor to make her look more human. But DH's mother? Well she's the Queen of Truisms. She talks of love and peace and kindness and honesty. After DH learned that she'd been having an affair, she spouted bullshit from the movie "Love Actually" as a way to excuse her behaviors. DH said she told him, "It was like in the movie, Love Actually. Love is all around." She uses tragedies to her advantage, spinning them to make herself look like a hero or a martyr or an innocent bystander or someone who is in mourning too, just like everyone else. But I submit that if she does not feel empathy for her own offspring; if she has never shown true remorse for her infidelities; if she refuses to accept that she has hurt a lot of people; if she is incapable of even the tiniest bit of self-reflection, then NMIL is nothing but a hopeless Monster.
If she talks of having inner peace, it is only because a psychopath does not feel pain even in the chaos of her own creation. She can sit by as witness to carnage and not feel one single drop of empathy.