Recipes for living, loving and laughing:Jo, Elliott, Cloey & Zoey's adventures

 When I was about 12, my older cousin (may she rest in peace) gave me a piece of paper with these words. Since then I have done a large puzzle, I have a book and right in front of me I have Desiderata framed.  This is the original text from the book where Desiderata was first published. Go placidly  amid the noise and the haste and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even to the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons; they are vexatious to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain or bitter, for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the...

by  Angela T. Nicholson When it’s all going wrong for the narc, they can experience a narcissistic collapse. And there are certain stages that they take to get to that point. They will first experience a series of narcissistic injuries that lead to narcissistic rage. They need to be praised and admired for the things that they pride themselves on. So, they might need to be the smartest, the most beautiful, have the most money. And if it is a covert narc, they need to be the best victim or martyr. So they need everybody feeling sorry for them. They need the constant attention of being the victim or they are martyring themselves. ‘I’ve sacrificed everything for my family.’ When you hold them accountable, when you say no to them, when you put down a boundary and sometimes things that you didn’t say that they wanted you to say, these can all lead to narcissistic injuries. And when they are in a narcissistic rage over the injuries, they will do these punishing behaviors, like the silent...