There’s something haunting about what happens after you walk away from a narcissist. The new person in their life, what many call the new supply, isn’t cherished for who they are. No, the narcissist tries to carve them into a shadow of you. Imagine that. They’re not seeking love; they’re seeking a replacement, a copy.
Now, let’s talk plainly. When you left, they acted smug, almost proud, as if they’d already won some invisible battle. But beneath that mask was a scheme. They had been watching you, studying you, like someone trying to memorize every brushstroke of a masterpiece. Why? Because deep down, they knew you were different. And in that twisted mind of theirs, they thought they could download your very soul and then upload it into someone new, as if people were machines.
Maybe you’ve seen it. Suddenly, words you once spoke fall out of their mouth. Hobbies you introduced them to, they parade as if they discovered them on their own. Even your mannerisms, your little quirks, are now worn like stolen jewelry. It’s chilling.
But here’s the truth: they can’t make another you. The original can’t be duplicated, and that’s what drives them to madness. Inside the narcissist is a hollow vessel patched together with scraps stolen from every soul they’ve ever touched. They are collectors, not lovers. While you thought you were building a life with them, they were cataloging your kindness, your humor, your resilience. Even the way you connect with people—not to treasure it, but to take it, to claim it, to repackage it in their fantasy world.
And oh, that fantasy. It’s their drug. A stage they build where they’re flawless, and you are scripted to play the perfect role. When you walked away, that stage collapsed. They didn’t go looking for a fresh love story; they went hunting for someone willing to act in your part, under their script, on their terms.
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