But with you, something rare transpired. The connection had roots. Your presence didn’t just feed their ego; it grounded their chaos. They didn’t just crave you; they needed the equilibrium you brought, and they squandered it. Now trapped within the walls they built, they ache for what they dismissed—not because of love; love requires humility—but because your absence unmasked their fragility.
Every attempt to recreate that dynamic fails—not because others aren’t worthy, but because no one can mirror what was authentically you. And they know that deep down, in the unlit corridors of their psyche. They know they had gold and traded it for tin. Regret claws at them: if only they could rewind, reconstruct, undo. But time is merciless, and you—you are no longer available for auditions. You don’t barter worth for proximity; you don’t beg to be seen.
That’s the truth the narcissist never grasped. The ones who belong in your life don’t require a chase; they recognize you, they stay, they honor. And the narcissist—they weren’t built to do any of that. They weren’t meant to walk beside you. And in that final understanding, silent, heavy, irrevocable, they are left to dwell in the wreckage of their choices, haunted not just by your absence, but by the echo of your unwavering presence they will never touch again.
Ah, the exquisite irony: the narcissist believed, with the cold conviction of someone steeped in their own delusions, that silence would be your undoing—that calculated distance, clipped responses, and meticulously timed disregard would unravel you piece by piece until all that remained was a hollowed-out version of the person you once were, pleading for scraps of attention.
But what a miscalculation! Because every cold shoulder, every gaze withheld, every act of subtle disregard didn’t destroy you; it ignited you. Those tactics, forged in emotional cowardice and wielded with surgical precision, didn’t pierce your heart. They illuminated your strength. They revealed the game, and once seen, it could never be unseen. Instead of shrinking, you expanded. Their silence became the backdrop against which your inner voice roared to life. Their dismissal became a mirror, affecting not your inadequacy, but their own profound fracture.
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