As I started coming to terms with the damage that my father’s narcissism had done to me, I also had to ask myself disturbing questions.
Had I become something like him? Had growing up with him taught me to be a narcissist? Was I going to become the abuser he had become?
Many people who are raised by narcissists turn into narcissistic abusers, too. I had to re-evaluate myself — my inner shame and some of my outer behaviors — in light of what I learned about him. These were not pleasant questions to ask myself.
This is the first installment of the thoughts I’m having as I finally write my book about having been raised by a narcissist. The YouTube site is here. (Please subscribe if you’d like to keep up with this project.) Or you can watch the embedded video below.

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