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#1 Jan 30 - 6AM
Sparrow
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Broken Water Pitcher

I had a conversation with my girlfriend this morning, as I do every morning before work, and we discussed why she seems to have to deal with the same situations over and over again in regards to her relationship with her husband and her relationships with men before that. She never quite found herself to be in a satisifying relationship and doesn't quite understand why.

I told her that in order for me to heal, and not continue to repeat the same pattern over and over again, I needed to look deep into my childhood and find out who and/or what affected me in the way it did, and molded me into the person I am, and fix the things that needed to be fixed, in order to be whole for the first time in my life.

I said, "Look at it this way, you have a broken water pitcher, you keep filling it with water, but when you go to pour yourself a glass, the pitcher is empty. You will never get a glass of water from that pitcher, until you fix the pitcher first".

I had to "fix" the things in me that were broken. I didn't know until recently that I was broken. It took me doing the work, to travel back to the beginning, to discover what had happened to me, and what I needed to do to correct the wrongs in my life.

I remember, like it was yesterday, asking my Mother if I was pretty, and receiving the answer, "No, your not pretty, although you are my daughter so you are pretty to me, but the world won't think so". I was 9 years old. I joked about it, my entire adult life, but honestly, that was just one of the many examples in my childhood, that beat me down, made me feel unworthy, made me who I am. The thousands of fibers in our being, that was just one of the many.

All of the things that I had suffered through or was affected by, as a child, has made me who I am, or was, as an adult. It makes us who we all are, as adults. There are many reasons why we are who we are, we just each, as individuals, need to look at our pasts, to discover that. Take the journey backwards, and than take the OTHER fork in the road and start "fixing" ourselves so we no longer have the strong needs and desires to be validated by someone else in our lives, to not define ourselves by who accepts us or loves. Once we are able to do that, we no longer have the strong desires to be validated that we once had.

If we don't take these steps, the pattern will continue to repeat itself, and we will continually find ourselves back in the same situation, over and over, and over again.

It's a painful journey, but a necessary one. The important thing is, once this is done, the NPD's of the world, will never be a part of yours again. My best to everyone, always, in their recovery.

Jan 31 - 7PM
Goldie
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Dear Sparrow; words cannot express

What I feel when I read this post. This is it for so many of us on here and out there who have not yet found their way here. I too was born into intense shame and "cover ups" someone was always trying to hide something from another and it was not pretty. Trianges were the norm, anger, viloence, and judgement. No wonder some of us were a set up for the narc. They saw in us what was vulnerable from our past and took full advantage. I love your post here and was needing to read this tonight. I had spoken with many who were broken as children and were still trying to fill that void through the cracked pticher and me included and was feeling overwhelming sadness over so many wounds and so much sorrow. I could not stop crying all day. There is so much insensitivity out there and many men just waiing like snakes for their next prey. We need to collectively heal from this and become the best fixed ptichers we can be and put a stop to all this needless pain and suffering. God bless you Sparrow and I know it is not too soon for me to say I love you dearly sweet Sparrow, Goldie
Jan 31 - 10PM (Reply to #26)
Sparrow
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Thank you Goldie, and thank

Thank you Goldie, and thank you to everyone! I am glad you enjoyed my post and found it helpful. I was concerned that I may strike a chord with some members in regards to searching our childhoods for the answers. I am a firm believer that it all stems from there for most of us. It is a painful journey to take. Not only painful to take, it's painful to accept, but it must be done in order to truly heal. Like in sewing. Sometimes, the seams are not sewn correctly, so the fabric just doesn't lay right, a seam ripper needs to be taken to it, the seam torn out and restitched. sometimes, this has to be done a couple of times until it is right. If it is not corrected, it doesn't make the grade for the department store and is shipped off to Ross, or TJ Maxx, where they sell defective products at a cost. Take the seam ripper to your past, tear the stitches out, and re-stitch. You will be amazed with the finished product! :)
Jan 31 - 1PM
greengirl91
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This is so beautifully put,

This is so beautifully put, thank you so much for sharing!..You are a real inspiration. And the broken water pincher metaphor, it helps a lot. It is exactly like that. If we keep going like nothing is really "wrong" with us, life will treat us exactly the same. We have to be complete and whole in ourselfs, before being ready to welcome real, healthy love! Again, thank you, you are amazing. :)
Jan 30 - 4PM
fallingfoward
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sparrow

Your spirit strenghtens me. :)
Jan 30 - 2PM
serenity1
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Broken water pitcher

Sparrow I really enjoyed reading your article this morning, It made me realize alot about my own childhood that I already knew any way, But the one thing that struck me, Is when you asked your mother if you were pretty and that her answer was no, That is a terrible thing to say to a child, I asked my mother one time if she thought I could be a model someday and her answer to me was no, I wasnt pretty enough, I never forgot those words, Parents are suppose to be encouraging there children to be the best that they can be know matter what, It does effect our self worth when we are older, I think that is why I picked the men that I did in my life because of my lack of self worth, Threw my research on narrcassists with my ex is when I found out that my mother was one also, When I look back in time all the things she said and did, And she also did alot of gas lighting, Thanks for sharing
Jan 30 - 2PM (Reply to #22)
Sparrow
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Serenity, I believe, through

Serenity, I believe, through our journey to healing, most of us will discover that our Mothers were narcs, or our Fathers. It is why we are who we are. Sad as it is, we CAN overcome these things and become whole again, which is a beautiful thing. Narcs....they won't. My Momn wasn't much into the gaslighting as she was the manipulation. And she would pit us kids against one another. When we would go to her in confidence, you can be sure, the rest of the family knew before the days end. She was spoiled rotten as a child by my Grand Father and I believe she was most threatened or jealous of me because her Mother (my Grand Mother)fell all over me, was very close to me. She also turned a blind eye to my abuse. When I finally mustered up the courage to tell someone, they went to her, and she screamed and cried and accused me of being a filthy liar, and exclaimed that "my husband has no interest in you, he doesn't want you" I was horrified and never spoke of it again until I was an adult. It took me until I reached the age of 49 to realize what she was. I just always thought I wasn't good enough. Like I said, it has been a very painful journey, but well worth it. I am free for the first time in my life! :) Good luck to you and your journey!
Jan 30 - 2PM
serenity1
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Broken water pitcher

Sparrow I really enjoyed reading your article this morning, It made me realize alot about my own childhood that I already knew any way, But the one thing that struck me, Is when you asked your mother if you were pretty and that her answer was no, That is a terrible thing to say to a child, I asked my mother one time if she thought I could be a model someday and her answer to me was no, I wasnt pretty enough, I never forgot those words, Parents are suppose to be encouraging there children to be the best that they can be know matter what, It does effect our self worth when we are older, I think that is why I picked the men that I did in my life because of my lack of self worth, Threw my research on narrcassists with my ex is when I found out that my mother was one also, When I look back in time all the things she said and did, And she also did alot of gas lighting, Thanks for sharing
Jan 30 - 12PM
Amazed
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Awesome realization Sparrow!!!!

You are so right on....never thought about that before, and should probably consider why I allowed myself to be so victimized by the Narc,,,who I though was "saving" me...I have been in couple N relationships and Psychopath one...don't ever,,,ever want to repeat that pattern. Perhaps the bad thing is the Narc tends to perpetuate negative comments that were told to us,,,,in our childhood,,,that were so unreal,,,often embedded in a parent who was perhaps jealous or a Narc themselves... Either way, guess we need to go way away from those negative folks and their comments,,,from experience it seems those people who make negative comments are jealous in some way.
Jan 30 - 2PM (Reply to #19)
serenity1
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Amazed

You are exactly correct that is there main problem the N's in our lifes were extremly jealous of us and that is why they tried to bring us down and make us feel bad about ourselfs
Jan 30 - 9AM
Run4it
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Wonderful analogy Sparrow :)

I keep thinking that I have repaired my pitcher but it springs a leak. Maybe I am filling it before it is dry....
Jan 30 - 12PM (Reply to #17)
Sparrow
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Run4it

Keep at the repairs! If at first you don't succeed.....try, try again. You can do it!
Jan 30 - 9AM
aquabella
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I love you Sparrow...Is it

I love you Sparrow...Is it too soon to say that? Am I a narc? :-) Excellent, thought provoking post. I've known I was broken from about age 13, but I just kept trying to fill that pitcher with drugs, alcohol, toxic men, work. Thank you xoxo Lynn
Jan 30 - 12PM (Reply to #15)
Sparrow
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Lynn

Love you too Lynn, and no, you are NOT a narc. lol Many of us mask our pain with drugs, alcohol, toxic men, work, and many times, food. Anything that will dull the pain. Now, you don't need to do that anymore! You can see for the first time where the pain is coming from and deal with it directly! No more assistance from subsatnces needed! Very happy for you!
Jan 30 - 7AM
Kukla
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Wow

Excellent post Sparrow!!! xx
Jan 30 - 7AM
Hunter
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:)

:)
Jan 30 - 10AM (Reply to #2)
Snowflake
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Sparrow

My daughter is ten, I felt so sad reading about what your mum said to you, so damaging, awful x
Jan 30 - 12PM (Reply to #3)
Sparrow
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That is just one of the many

That is just one of the many examples of how I was treated as a young girl. I don't want anybody thinking it was just that, that sent me on the path I was on growing up. There were many things, that particular incident had come to mind. My Father was killed in a car accident when I was 5, my step-father molested me and beat me up quite frequently. My sister bullied me and I was the butt of my families jokes for many years.......these incidents, plus many more, have made me the empath I am, desperately seeking validation, love and purpose in someone's life, anyones. It was only a matter of time before I landed in Narcville. Actually, I have been there many a time, just didn't have a name for it. Nowadays, I don't visit Narcville, I vist Florida, Colorado, CanCan, the mountains, the shore.......... Every day is a holiday, when you no longer are in Narcville! :)
Jan 30 - 2PM (Reply to #4)
serenity1
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I use to cover my pain also

Sparrow I feel the same as you and the others with this post there were many things that happened in my home, Alot of abuse, You name it and it happened, I started drinking and getting high when I was 14 years old and I started hanging around the people that partied because they were the ones that accepted me, The other children in school all teased me all the time, And when I went home it was not fun either, I lived in a no win situation, Damned if I did and damned if I didnt, I started running away from home at the age of 14 and my life was just a spiral down hill from then on, But now that I know what I know, It's a new birth and a new beginning for me, For me to start finding my self, I dont care if people dont like me or not any more, I am for once starting to love myself for the first time in my life and that has many years, It was very painful with my ex and finding out what he was, But if none of that had happened, I would still be on that same path of self destruction, I guess sometimes people have to go threw alot of pain to have a new spiritual awakeing
Jan 30 - 3PM (Reply to #5)
Sparrow
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Serenity, exactly what I try

Serenity, exactly what I try to explain to others. It's painful, but necessary. Otherwise you continue the cycle all over again. Glad to hear of your recovery! Rock on my friend! I'm proud of you!
Jan 31 - 6PM (Reply to #12)
serenity1
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Our parents were most likely Narcs them selfs

Sparrow thank you for the encouraging words, And when listening to your story, I can relate so much, To the jealousy of us and the pinning one child against another, Favoring one against another, Even my grandmother use to do that, Favor one child and then the other, I guess I came from a whole family of Narcs now that I think of it, I am realizing more and more each and every day, Thanks so much for sharing you are great
Jan 30 - 7PM (Reply to #6)
Redhead1
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Sparrow

I have never met you, but you are one of the most BEAUTIFUL souls I have ever connected with! Much love and hugs!
Jan 30 - 7PM (Reply to #7)
Sparrow
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Redhead

Thank you so much for your kind words...........can I add? We are all beautiful, we are the fortunate ones, we weren't born this way, like the superficial, manufactured beauties are that grace the covers of magazines.......... We DEVELOPED into the beautiful women that we are. We have overcome more than most and we are still standing, still able to feel compassion for others, still capable of loving others, and still willing to eventually trust again. One day. I use to tell my daughter and stepchildren when they were growing up, "we, the sighted, can not see anywhere near what the blind man can see". And that is the truth. We are all beautiful! :)
Jan 30 - 8PM (Reply to #8)
Fearless
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I need a new pitcher

I believe my pitcher is beyond repair...I need a new one. Here are some of the wonderful comments I received which have molded me into the low self-worth feelings I carry: My mom: "I wish I had a pretty daughter like her"...she was speaking to me about our neighbors daughter. "I love my boys so much more than my girls"...speaking on the phone to her friend while brushing my hair one night. Yeah, I'd say I was in earshot of that comment. "Don't tell the judge your step-dad knocked you down"...my mom coaching me before court meeting for abusive stepfather. "I've called your friends mother and they have agreed to let you move in with them"...my mother throwing me away because my step-father molested me and she had 4 other children to take care of. Couln't get rid of her money-man. I'm sure we all have these type of issues..painful memories...don't they stay in our minds like photo albums of pain...more clear it seems than good memories. If my mother ever told me she loved me, I swear I can't remember it. so sorry everyone...clearly I need help

FeFe

Jan 30 - 8PM (Reply to #9)
Sparrow
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Fearlessfemale

You do NOT need a new pitcher! You ARE repairable! I, like you, and many here on the forum, ave experience what you ave as well. My Mother never hugged me. Although, she never hugged anyone. She never told me she loved me, except a few times she repeated it back to me when I told her. She didn't tell e I was a beautiful bride on my wedding day. When my husband of 14 years left me, out of the blue, her remark was "that's life some times". When she babysat for me after school, she charged me. She critized everything I did, never paid me a compliment, ever. You are not alone. And yes, your pitcher is fixable. Mine was and your can be too! Stay strong and work hard in your recovery. You deserve it! We all do!
Jan 30 - 8PM (Reply to #10)
Fearless
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Thank you Sparrow

Sorry i accepted that Pity-Party invite from myself...lol You are right...I am going to repair it and get all better. I know I am strong and I need to live up to my screenname...I WIIL one day be a fearless female! Ok...no more pity-party...only recovery parties from now on!

FeFe

Jan 30 - 8PM (Reply to #11)
Sparrow
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Never be sorry! :) It's easy

Never be sorry! :) It's easy to feel sorry for yourself. And it's normal to feel pity for yourself. But please dont be too hard on yourself! During recovery, you will be amazed at how many members you meet that can relate. And just imagine, that's just here on the forum! Imagine how many people outside of the forum, can relate as well. Never feel alone! You will repair everything and once you complete your journey to healing, you will be amazed and feel blessed! :) Stay strong my friend!