It’s like watching someone dancing on a rooftop while the building underneath them is on fire. Yes, they’re smiling, but you don’t see the smoke—not yet. The world loves a good actor, and narcissists are Academy Award level. But what the world claps for, God sees through.
You see, their success is a throne made of dust, and the higher they build without truth, the harder they crash when reality finally kicks the door in. And trust me, reality is not late; it’s just patient.
They didn’t fall apart; they upgraded, found someone new, took pictures in Maui, bought a puppy. Wrong. That’s not healing; that’s a costume change. You see, real healing is messy, quiet, and inconvenient. It requires guts. But narcissists don’t do guts; they do escape routes. They build a new stage and slap on fresh makeup because facing the truth would mean they’d have to admit it was them all along, and that isn’t happening. Repentance? That’s not in their vocabulary. Reflection? Only if it makes them look good. They don’t go to the altar; they go to the audience.
While you were curled up on your bathroom floor whispering prayers through tears, they were out auditioning for their next emotional audience. Don’t be fooled. They didn’t heal; they ran. And every selfie, every performance, every fake new chapter post is just another layer of spiritual duct tape holding together a soul that’s breaking in slow motion. You escaped the trap; they just redecorated it.
Three Spiritual Consequences of Narcissism
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