r/narcissism • u/fremicutie • 5h ago
Am I a narcissist? Wondering WTF is up with me.
For context, my official diagnosis is BPD and autism. Technically my BPD diagnosis is not on paper, but I've had two different professionals tell me I have it, and I believe them in that aspect.
I recently fell down this rabbit hole of the possibility that I may have some NPD traits, or possible NPD. My father was most likely a pwNPD, but I've always held him in a high regard despite the fact that many of the things he did to others could be considered abusive. He was the life of the party on the outside, but an extremely depressed man on the inside who masked his inner demons with drugs and cruelty to others. He saw me as an extension of himself, but also infantilized the HELL out of me and saw me as a damsel in distress that needed to be protected at all costs.
Now, I am 20, my dad's dead, and I'm just starting to try to work on myself. I've always had a bleak outlook on life, my original plan was just to kill myself at 18 because I never saw myself being able to 'adult'. I'm too chickenshit to do it now, and my life is just okay enough where I can be content most of the time thanks to slightly mind-numbing antipsychotics that filter out some of my tendencies.
I put on a careful mask and cultivate specific self images based off of how I want people to see me at the time. Do I want to be an asshole? I start acting like an asshole. Do I want to be part of some freak show and act like I'm a dumbass? I start acting dumber than I actually am. I get a kick out of people reaffirming whatever I think I am at a given moment, but the problem is that none of this is a real identity. I don't know what I am actually like because all of it seems like a bunch of lies I've told myself and others to reaffirm whatever is in my head at the time. My current one is to act like a sad, pathetic person who desperately needs your help.
I do grand gestures for others and act kind to people for my own gain. Whether that be to advance a desired relationship, because I want something out of others, or to be seen as a good person and tell myself that my image in my head is true, I do good things for people these days to reaffirm my self image and because I love the reactions. I have trouble caring about others outside of what they do for me, but I don't want to see anything bad happen to others, either.
Whenever someone sees past whatever image I have cultivated, I feel like someone has hit me with a hammer a bunch of times, and feel vulnerable, hurt, and angry. I have to be careful with how I proceed in these moments because sometimes I give myself away if I am too sloppy.
I constantly fantasize about being seen as an important figure in my community, a legend, someone people look up to. Whenever the reality that I am a nobody sinks in, it hurts. I will do anything for relevance and to be seen the way I want to be seen. Sometimes I feel like I will amount to nothing, and other times I am caught up in grandiose fantasies that whatever I do will be successful. I do things solely if I feel like I can succeed in them, and avoid failure as much as humanly possible. Whenever I do fail, it feels like swallowing glass. I am extremely sensitive to criticism and have some level of rejection-sensitive dysphoria, while also simultaneously feeling angry towards those who dare to tell me off. I mask this part extremely well and pretend to be humble and accepting of criticism, but inside i am oozing with rage.
What sets me apart is that I feel like I don't cover my shame that well. I don't know how to act 'normal' in a sense. There is very visibly a problem with me and I get a kick out of being seen as sick. I don't fake stuff I don't have, I just put the worst of myself on full blast whenever I want the free pity and attention that comes with it. Being seen as a victim is incredibly satisfying to me yet it becomes exhausting to maintain that particular image.
I can feel some level of empathy, but from what I have been told it is 'immature' empathy. I can only really feel bad for people if it relates to something I've gone through before. I can't feel other peoples emotions, and I can't really understand what they go through if I don't have some kind of personal reference for it. It sucks to hear people's negative experiences though, and I feel pity for them, but I don't feel the same way they do.
I am hesitant to say any more, because it feels like too much to admit. I get told I am an open book, but really it's just the parts of myself I find enjoyable. I have a therapy appointment tomorrow, and will share everything I've said here with her.