I think probably the worst thing you can do to a narcissist is withhold attention. This feels very meta to me--writing about how you aren't going to write about someone. Kind of like being caught in a time-travel loop, if that make sense? The poem's first three stanzas negate the final one, making the whole thing say more than is contained in its literal words. (As poetry does.)
As for me, I won't write about my children's father (another narcissistic person). Given him too much of my life already.
Yes, its a low brain week, and having not thought of or spoken about said woman for a good few months, and then she came up in conversation so was in my head. The others subjects just seemed too big to tackle. It felt weirdly odd writing but not really writing about her.
Oo, she did used to hate it when she wasn’t getting attention. I used to giggle inside.
I think probably the worst thing you can do to a narcissist is withhold attention. This feels very meta to me--writing about how you aren't going to write about someone. Kind of like being caught in a time-travel loop, if that make sense? The poem's first three stanzas negate the final one, making the whole thing say more than is contained in its literal words. (As poetry does.)
As for me, I won't write about my children's father (another narcissistic person). Given him too much of my life already.
Yes, its a low brain week, and having not thought of or spoken about said woman for a good few months, and then she came up in conversation so was in my head. The others subjects just seemed too big to tackle. It felt weirdly odd writing but not really writing about her.
Oo, she did used to hate it when she wasn’t getting attention. I used to giggle inside.