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		<title>By: Sue</title>
		<link>http://merrillmarkoe.com/great-quotes-by-narcissists/comment-page-3#comment-1317</link>
		<dc:creator>Sue</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Aug 2010 18:05:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I told my (very recent) ex that I liked tulips and getting flowers - without missing a beat, he said &quot;I like getting flowers, too.&quot;

Fortunately, that relationship only lasted 2 months - before too much damage (to me) could be done - and in the end, it was he who broke up with me...over the course of 3 hours...while he explained how I had crushed his heart but perhaps we might still have a chance but first he needed to see me make improvements and perhaps I should consider therapy.  

That was my first encounter with a narcissist...and I expect last, now that I know what the signs are.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I told my (very recent) ex that I liked tulips and getting flowers &#8211; without missing a beat, he said &#8220;I like getting flowers, too.&#8221;</p>
<p>Fortunately, that relationship only lasted 2 months &#8211; before too much damage (to me) could be done &#8211; and in the end, it was he who broke up with me&#8230;over the course of 3 hours&#8230;while he explained how I had crushed his heart but perhaps we might still have a chance but first he needed to see me make improvements and perhaps I should consider therapy.  </p>
<p>That was my first encounter with a narcissist&#8230;and I expect last, now that I know what the signs are.</p>
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		<title>By: Merrill Markoe</title>
		<link>http://merrillmarkoe.com/great-quotes-by-narcissists/comment-page-3#comment-1267</link>
		<dc:creator>Merrill Markoe</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 20 Aug 2010 16:29:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>That is so far beyond amazing that I am not sure what word to use instead.  Yours is certainly the most pictorially grotesque story in this long list of crazy stories by commenters. But good lord... what a perfect punch line. Hopefully the real punch line is not  that your mother in law healed and got right back with Bob?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>That is so far beyond amazing that I am not sure what word to use instead.  Yours is certainly the most pictorially grotesque story in this long list of crazy stories by commenters. But good lord&#8230; what a perfect punch line. Hopefully the real punch line is not  that your mother in law healed and got right back with Bob?</p>
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		<title>By: Dave</title>
		<link>http://merrillmarkoe.com/great-quotes-by-narcissists/comment-page-3#comment-1266</link>
		<dc:creator>Dave</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 20 Aug 2010 15:52:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Janet, 
Just know that you are not alone. My wife tells me similar stories of her childhood.
Best wishes.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Janet,<br />
Just know that you are not alone. My wife tells me similar stories of her childhood.<br />
Best wishes.</p>
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		<title>By: Dave</title>
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		<dc:creator>Dave</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 20 Aug 2010 15:45:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>After having been turned away from the door on two previous visits because &quot;Myrna has the flu and doesn&#039;t want to be disturbed&quot;, a friend of my mother-in-law&#039;s pushed past Bob, the significant other, to find Myrna on a blood covered sofa, legs, clothes and floor caked in blood. At first the friend thought Myrna had been murdered. After determining she wasn&#039;t, in fact, dead, the friend called for an ambulance. My mother-in-law had been suffering from peritonitis for at least 4 days and maybe longer, and had been bleeding from her rectum and was near death from the infection and loss of blood. The friend related that, as Myrna was being loaded into the ambulance, Bob lamented, &quot;Who&#039;s going to take care of me?&quot;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>After having been turned away from the door on two previous visits because &#8220;Myrna has the flu and doesn&#8217;t want to be disturbed&#8221;, a friend of my mother-in-law&#8217;s pushed past Bob, the significant other, to find Myrna on a blood covered sofa, legs, clothes and floor caked in blood. At first the friend thought Myrna had been murdered. After determining she wasn&#8217;t, in fact, dead, the friend called for an ambulance. My mother-in-law had been suffering from peritonitis for at least 4 days and maybe longer, and had been bleeding from her rectum and was near death from the infection and loss of blood. The friend related that, as Myrna was being loaded into the ambulance, Bob lamented, &#8220;Who&#8217;s going to take care of me?&#8221;</p>
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		<title>By: Merrill Markoe</title>
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		<dc:creator>Merrill Markoe</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 05 Aug 2010 22:32:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I guess he also forgot to mention that after he was nice enough to not charge you for the ride,  you also neglected to tip him.  What a delightful lad was he!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I guess he also forgot to mention that after he was nice enough to not charge you for the ride,  you also neglected to tip him.  What a delightful lad was he!</p>
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		<title>By: Phoenix</title>
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		<dc:creator>Phoenix</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 05 Aug 2010 22:18:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I will never forget the day when my ex N came to pick me up in his new sporty boy racer car. It was obvious he was feeling very inflated and wanted to show it off.

He told me to jump in and off we went for a spin in it . I duly ooohed and aaaahed and obliged him by saying how flash and fast it was, grinning from ear to ear, and being seen to be suitably impressed and wowed.

On returning to my house my ex seemed to be seething at me! When I asked him what was wrong he told me that I was very unappreciative of him. I was puzzled and asked him why he thought that. I had shown heaps of admiration for his fantastic choice and told him I thought it was a really fantastic car! 

&#039;Yes, I know!&#039; he said, &#039;But I think any other girl would have felt very priveliged that I had allowed her to take a ride in it with me!!!  It is MY car after all!....AND YOU HAVEN&#039;T EVEN THANKED ME YET! I can&#039;t believe how selfish you are!&#039;

There I was with my mouth agape thinking how any other guy would have been very pleased with himself in succeeding to impress his girl and bigging his ego up too!!.

Haha!...how rude am I??
I almost p**s myself laughing when I think of it now!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I will never forget the day when my ex N came to pick me up in his new sporty boy racer car. It was obvious he was feeling very inflated and wanted to show it off.</p>
<p>He told me to jump in and off we went for a spin in it . I duly ooohed and aaaahed and obliged him by saying how flash and fast it was, grinning from ear to ear, and being seen to be suitably impressed and wowed.</p>
<p>On returning to my house my ex seemed to be seething at me! When I asked him what was wrong he told me that I was very unappreciative of him. I was puzzled and asked him why he thought that. I had shown heaps of admiration for his fantastic choice and told him I thought it was a really fantastic car! </p>
<p>&#8216;Yes, I know!&#8217; he said, &#8216;But I think any other girl would have felt very priveliged that I had allowed her to take a ride in it with me!!!  It is MY car after all!&#8230;.AND YOU HAVEN&#8217;T EVEN THANKED ME YET! I can&#8217;t believe how selfish you are!&#8217;</p>
<p>There I was with my mouth agape thinking how any other guy would have been very pleased with himself in succeeding to impress his girl and bigging his ego up too!!.</p>
<p>Haha!&#8230;how rude am I??<br />
I almost p**s myself laughing when I think of it now!</p>
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		<title>By: Tina Tatai</title>
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		<dc:creator>Tina Tatai</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 02 Aug 2010 23:24:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I have a few narcissistic stories about my brother&#039;s ex-wife, but this one is a beaut and in the end it turned out to be a twofer.

Back in the mid nineties, my husband Dave and I lived on Oahu. I had a little time in between projects and bookings, so I asked my then 77 year-old mother if she&#039;d like to fly out to visit us for a week in paradise. Because Mom was not a world traveller by any means, I thought my niece who was 14 at the time could accompany her on the trip from Cleveland. That way, Mom could feel more comfortable and secure having a traveling companion with someone she knew. Plus, I knew my niece would be thrilled to make this trip out to Hawaii with her Grandma. 

When my ex-sister-in-law called to confirm my niece could make it, she told me she would only allow it on the condition she could stay much longer than only a week –  say at least 2 weeks, preferably a month. You see, she felt strongly a week would just not be enough time to do everything. After all, there was Maui and Big Island and the volcanoes and of course Kauai, too. And then there would be those days on the beach and shopping, etc., etc., etc. So I told her it was a shame my niece couldn&#039;t make the trip with her Grandma because all I had was a week to set aside for entertaining guests in my home/office/studio. 

Mom ended up traveling by herself after all and we had a lovely time together at the beach in Ko&#039;Oina and Waikiki and Hanauma Bay, and she was so proud to see her girl&#039;s work in all the galleries around the island, and we shopped for silly things at Hilo Hatties. When we took her to the airport on her final day to go back home, Mom seemed a bit irritated, but we just chalked it up to the fact she had a long trip ahead of her, was leaving paradise and she wouldn&#039;t be seeing us again for awhile. When she settled back home in Cleveland, I called her to make sure her trip back went OK and to asked if she enjoyed her stay with us. And she replied, &quot; Well, it really wasn&#039;t what I expected.&quot; 

And people wondered why we moved all the way to Hawaii.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I have a few narcissistic stories about my brother&#8217;s ex-wife, but this one is a beaut and in the end it turned out to be a twofer.</p>
<p>Back in the mid nineties, my husband Dave and I lived on Oahu. I had a little time in between projects and bookings, so I asked my then 77 year-old mother if she&#8217;d like to fly out to visit us for a week in paradise. Because Mom was not a world traveller by any means, I thought my niece who was 14 at the time could accompany her on the trip from Cleveland. That way, Mom could feel more comfortable and secure having a traveling companion with someone she knew. Plus, I knew my niece would be thrilled to make this trip out to Hawaii with her Grandma. </p>
<p>When my ex-sister-in-law called to confirm my niece could make it, she told me she would only allow it on the condition she could stay much longer than only a week –  say at least 2 weeks, preferably a month. You see, she felt strongly a week would just not be enough time to do everything. After all, there was Maui and Big Island and the volcanoes and of course Kauai, too. And then there would be those days on the beach and shopping, etc., etc., etc. So I told her it was a shame my niece couldn&#8217;t make the trip with her Grandma because all I had was a week to set aside for entertaining guests in my home/office/studio. </p>
<p>Mom ended up traveling by herself after all and we had a lovely time together at the beach in Ko&#8217;Oina and Waikiki and Hanauma Bay, and she was so proud to see her girl&#8217;s work in all the galleries around the island, and we shopped for silly things at Hilo Hatties. When we took her to the airport on her final day to go back home, Mom seemed a bit irritated, but we just chalked it up to the fact she had a long trip ahead of her, was leaving paradise and she wouldn&#8217;t be seeing us again for awhile. When she settled back home in Cleveland, I called her to make sure her trip back went OK and to asked if she enjoyed her stay with us. And she replied, &#8221; Well, it really wasn&#8217;t what I expected.&#8221; </p>
<p>And people wondered why we moved all the way to Hawaii.</p>
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		<title>By: Janet G</title>
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		<dc:creator>Janet G</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 31 Jul 2010 05:57:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Background data: my parents divorced in 1978; my mother is currently married; when my dad passed away three years ago, I had him cremated and his urn sits on my piano; Dad&#039;s birthday is July 4th.  
1) Voicemail from my mother this year on the 4th: &quot;I just wanted to wish you a happy 4th (first time she&#039;s ever done so) and tell you to say happy birthday to Dad&#039;s ashes for me when you walk by them.&quot;  A follow up email from her the same day &quot;Did you say &#039;Happy Birthday&#039; to Dad&#039;s ashes from me even though he couldn&#039;t hear it?  Love Mom&quot;.  When I relayed this incident to my therapist and read her the email, the look on her face was priceless as was her burst of laughter. 
2) I was going through a particularly stressful and busy time and hadn&#039;t had time to have a phone conversation with my mother for several weeks (we&#039;re on opposite coasts and she expects lengthy calls......like 2 hours or more).  She was fully aware of everything I was dealing with and I did make a point to email her every day or every-other day.  When I did finally have a phone conversation with her she said &quot;well I appreciate getting email from you, even one-liners, but I NEED to have phone conversations with you too.&quot;  I once again explained to her everything I had on going on and told her it would be nice if she could be understanding and just accept the email until things slowed down for me.  Her response was &quot;I need to have communication with my daughter.&quot;  I said &quot;but Mom, you have communication with me nearly nearly every day.&quot;  Her reply; &quot;I said I appreciate the email, but I also need phone contact and you are not meeting my needs.  I understand you are busy, but I have needs too, and you are not meeting my needs.&quot;
3) One time when my son was about two or three, my mother said ; &quot;Oh brother (voice dripping with scorn), he is just so busy isn&#039;t he?  He doesn&#039;t give you a mintue of peace so that you can visit with me.&quot; 
4) As a small child I had allergies which caused frequent nose bleeds and coughing.  Both the nosebleeds and coughing were worse during the night.  The nosebleeds terrified me up until I was around 7 or 8.  When I&#039;d wake up in the night crying or coughing my mother would yell out to me &quot;be quiet in there, I need my sleep&quot;.  This from a woman who didn&#039;t work outside the home and who took the minimum of a two hour nap every single day (still does to this day).  
5) When I&#039;d get sick and vomit, she&#039;d tell me she couldn&#039;t sit with me or help me because seeing me vomit would make her sick to her stomach.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Background data: my parents divorced in 1978; my mother is currently married; when my dad passed away three years ago, I had him cremated and his urn sits on my piano; Dad&#8217;s birthday is July 4th.<br />
1) Voicemail from my mother this year on the 4th: &#8220;I just wanted to wish you a happy 4th (first time she&#8217;s ever done so) and tell you to say happy birthday to Dad&#8217;s ashes for me when you walk by them.&#8221;  A follow up email from her the same day &#8220;Did you say &#8216;Happy Birthday&#8217; to Dad&#8217;s ashes from me even though he couldn&#8217;t hear it?  Love Mom&#8221;.  When I relayed this incident to my therapist and read her the email, the look on her face was priceless as was her burst of laughter.<br />
2) I was going through a particularly stressful and busy time and hadn&#8217;t had time to have a phone conversation with my mother for several weeks (we&#8217;re on opposite coasts and she expects lengthy calls&#8230;&#8230;like 2 hours or more).  She was fully aware of everything I was dealing with and I did make a point to email her every day or every-other day.  When I did finally have a phone conversation with her she said &#8220;well I appreciate getting email from you, even one-liners, but I NEED to have phone conversations with you too.&#8221;  I once again explained to her everything I had on going on and told her it would be nice if she could be understanding and just accept the email until things slowed down for me.  Her response was &#8220;I need to have communication with my daughter.&#8221;  I said &#8220;but Mom, you have communication with me nearly nearly every day.&#8221;  Her reply; &#8220;I said I appreciate the email, but I also need phone contact and you are not meeting my needs.  I understand you are busy, but I have needs too, and you are not meeting my needs.&#8221;<br />
3) One time when my son was about two or three, my mother said ; &#8220;Oh brother (voice dripping with scorn), he is just so busy isn&#8217;t he?  He doesn&#8217;t give you a mintue of peace so that you can visit with me.&#8221;<br />
4) As a small child I had allergies which caused frequent nose bleeds and coughing.  Both the nosebleeds and coughing were worse during the night.  The nosebleeds terrified me up until I was around 7 or 8.  When I&#8217;d wake up in the night crying or coughing my mother would yell out to me &#8220;be quiet in there, I need my sleep&#8221;.  This from a woman who didn&#8217;t work outside the home and who took the minimum of a two hour nap every single day (still does to this day).<br />
5) When I&#8217;d get sick and vomit, she&#8217;d tell me she couldn&#8217;t sit with me or help me because seeing me vomit would make her sick to her stomach.</p>
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		<title>By: Jerrod H</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jerrod H</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2010 23:35:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I new a guy who had 3-4 framed beefcake shots of himself hanging in his living room. When I asked, &quot;Don&#039;t you think that&#039;s a little narcissistic?&quot; He replied, &quot;Sure, but I think narcissism is healthy.&quot; Granted, he was a porn actor (he would stay star) but he was studying to be a therapist.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I new a guy who had 3-4 framed beefcake shots of himself hanging in his living room. When I asked, &#8220;Don&#8217;t you think that&#8217;s a little narcissistic?&#8221; He replied, &#8220;Sure, but I think narcissism is healthy.&#8221; Granted, he was a porn actor (he would stay star) but he was studying to be a therapist.</p>
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		<title>By: Merrill Markoe</title>
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		<dc:creator>Merrill Markoe</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Jul 2010 15:20:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Yep.  Your beau was right.  THAT is astounding.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Yep.  Your beau was right.  THAT is astounding.</p>
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