He wasn’t just one. That’s the part nobody warns you about — and the part that made me feel like I was losing my mind.
For a long time I thought I couldn’t have been dealing with a “real” narcissist, because the man I knew didn’t match any single description I’d read. It took me a while to understand that was never the point. He wasn’t one type. He was several, depending on the day, the room, and who else was watching. …
1. The Grandiose Type …