Okay, after writing about needing to take care of yourself, eating right, getting the sleep you need, I’m up at 3:00 in the morning writing, because I can’t sleep.
The N-Ex is telling my daughter that she doesn’t need braces when her teeth are more and more crooked and getting out of alignment. Anyone with eye balls in their head can see just how much she needs them…not to mention her own dentist who recommends she sees an orthodontist, like now.
The bottom line is, he doesn’t want to pay for them. The irony is that he doesn’t have to. His mother set up a savings for her that has more than enough money to cover it for just such an occasion. Unfortunately, she turned it over to him, so he controls the account. But guess what he wants to do? He wants to save it for a car for her, when she turns sixteen.
She wants the braces. She wants straight teeth. But what she wants doesn’t matter. He wants to give her the cool gift. He thinks it will make her adore him. He’s looking for those brownie points when she’s sixteen. The hell with her living self-conscious about her smile or having to deal with dental complications that come from crowded and crooked teeth.
Once again, it’s about him. And once again, it’s at her expense.
And he knows I want her to have them. That seals her fate. He won’t give in to me.
So, I wake up in the middle of this night, just dumbfounded at his ability and willingness to hurt his child in a battle in which he is the only participant. But I guess, to a narcissist, that is enough. All he needs is himself, because in the world of a narcissist, that’s all there is.
And I am incredulous.
That’s another thing about being with a narcissistic “partner”. No matter how low they go, they are always capable of doing one more thing that flabbergasts you. You know what they’re like. You’ve already witnessed what they’re capable of. And yet, they will pull one more thing out of the depth of their narcissistic magic hat, and just floor you.
Yes, I should be in bed, but I needed to write. It’s one of those, if I don’t get this out, I’ll wind up laying awake till the morning light, kind of nights.
Are you up in the middle of your night? If you are, know that you’re not sitting wide awake alone. God knows how many of us are just as stupefied as you, staring into the dark, looking for an explanation of something we will never find.