Sunday, August 16, 2026

Narcissist-in-Chief

Ericka used to do the same sort of shit all the time, albeit on a slightly smaller scale.  It's all part of being a narcissist, exercising control and whatnot to fill the void, etc.

Can't tell you how much time I spent following her directions1, moving shit around the yard or the living room or whatever (when I was supposed to be working, even).  All just to change something that needed no changing, often making it worse.

And my god, she slathered fucking chalk paint on everything.  For example, Sam's dresser (which was mine before his, and my mother's before mine), lovely antique with a rich finish that showed off the gorgeous wood grain...covered in taupe-ish (I think?) chalk paint with some geometrical designs in muted colors.  Otherwise, generally leaning into lots of grey, lots of black.  Reminds me of Trump's obsession with gold paint.

Anyway, of course none of what our pathological president demands makes sense to us who don't suffer from the same compulsions.  Prolly a good reason not to put a person like that in charge.

Selah.



1 - Always fraught with danger because not only was her emotional regulation eroding, so were her language faculties.  "Put that in the center."  [Puts it in the center]  "You never fucking listen to me, put it in the center!"  [She meant the corner]  3 days later...  "Put that in the center."  [Confirms 'corner' vs 'center', puts it in the corner]  "You never fucking listen to me, put it in the center!"  Rinse, repeat.

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