Happy 50th Anniversary on this beautiful Earth Day!
She has been around so much longer than any living thing, and I am so happy to be celebrating with cleaner skies, this year. I am paying tribute to our amazing Mother Earth with this painting.
A mother cradles her children in her arms. Calm. Quiet. She grows. Flourishing green. She gives them flowers. Fresh air. They breathe with her. They try to love her in the way she has always loved them.
The original concept sketch came to me about a year and a half ago. I sat down to paint her this March but something held me back, so I waited. The painting was supposed to be of a woman holding only flowers. The idea for adding our blue planet and morphing her into Mother Earth came to me last week. I’m so happy with the result.
We already knew that we had pollution issues, but people were too worried about making green instead of preserving the green that ultimately preserves us. (Funny how Mother Earth’s trees also create that green money in our hands…) Instead of finding LARGE effective solutions, we decided to twiddle our thumbs and just live life and hope for the best. Companies and people aren’t quick to find solutions unless they can make money. Maybe if they get a swift kick in the behind they will react. I think that this pandemic is a wake up call. I hope it is.
I hope that a lot changes. (especially commuting…I am so tired of traffic, car accidents, and crumbling roads) A great deal of us live lavish lives and we don’t make any effort to understand the destructive footprints that we leave behind while walking through our daily routines. We become machines who work for machines, for a system that is failing us and failing the planet. We can do better.
But I have a sinking feeling that nothing will change. People are antsy to return to work for a paycheck (understandable), and this short pause that the whole world is taking is causing a lot of grief. Big unnecessary buildings weren’t created so that we could sit in our kitchens and work from home. That would be too reasonable. People don’t like change. Companies hate change. This reality is devastating.
Our one and only planet (and we have only one, people…we aren’t going to farm on Mars anytime soon) is trying to give us a look into another way of life. Steps in the right direction, though I prefer leaps, would be a wonderful turnaround from our toxic ways of living. But I think we are too far in, and we are too selfish to care.
I dream of a world where we walk hand in hand with nature, and we take care of her, the way we are supposed to. This doesn’t mean we have to live in the woods or in tiny houses. But I don’t think it’s unreasonable to collaborate with nature as much as “other companies”.
Note: Narcissists and the codependents can be any gender. In a majority of cases narcissists are men who seek female codependent counterparts. For the sake of this article the narcissist will be referred to as “he” and the codependent will be referred to as “she”. These labels are not intended to be limiting.
The world of psychology uses “the codependency dance” to describe the intimate relationship between two very broken, dysfunctional, opposing, but balanced people: the fixer and the people-pleaser (the codependent), and the controller and taker (the narcissist). The destructive behaviors that each one has formed throughout their childhoods and into their adult lives seem to complement each other perfectly. The two of them mesh together in a seductive and dysfunctional dance where the codependent individual will give up her power and the narcissist will thrive on that control and power so that no one’s toes get stepped on.
Codependent individuals are enamored with the needs and desires of other people. They were groomed in their childhood to be servants and later in life they find themselves on a dance floor where they are attracted to people who are a perfect pairing for their submissive dancing style. They are natural followers, and most of them find narcissists extremely appealing because of their charm, confidence, boldness, and dominant personality.
The perfect dancing partner for a narcissist is someone who lacks self-worth, confidence, and self-esteem. A narcissist looks for a dancing partner who he can manipulate, so that he can control the dance. He looks for someone who has a warped sense of reality and codependent people fit this role perfectly. Individuals who have grown up knowing who they are, who are confident in their capabilities, and who are strong-willed (or normally-willed) rarely stay with the narcissist long-term, because they are able to see the red flags of the narcissist’s selfish personality early on. (ie: they don’t put up with crap, like gaslighting).
Codependent people confuse caretaking and sacrifice with true love and loyalty. They are dedicated to their partners but feel used, which makes them bitter later on. Her hunt for love is ultimately an unconscious motivation to find someone who is “familiar”. (Familiar isn’t always good) It stems from childhood trauma and the lack of healthy love, respect, and being cared for by adults. She fears being alone and her compulsion to control and fix things at any cost motivates her. She is comfortable in her role as a martyr who is endlessly loving, devoted, and patient. She dreams of dancing with somebody who loves her unconditionally. She believes that she must sacrifice herself in order to obtain this love because it is the only way that she has ever known how to express love.
First Dance, Honeymoon, and Return Home
In her eyes, at first sight, the narcissist is the embodiment of Prince Charming. He woos her and caters to her every whim, makes her feel like she is the center of the universe, pours out excessive expressions of love (love bombing), and he does his best to figure out what it is she likes and what she is looking for in a mate so that he can wear that mask for her, in the beginning.
The honeymoon phase of the relationship lasts anywhere from a handful of weeks to about six months (but for more experienced narcissists, they could keep up the act for years) and after this threshold is approached the good graces of the narcissist start to dwindle swiftly. Complements and catering to his new love have been replaced with gaslighting and correcting, and she takes the criticism because she believes that he loves her and that he knows what’s best for her. If she argues with him, he will convince her that she is wrong, and because of her weak self-esteem and trust in him, she will slowly start to adopt his mindset and become the image that he wants her to be. She holds on, hoping for things to get better, and hoping for things to go back to the way that they were before; she hopes that after a period of time her partner will finally start to understand her real needs instead of critiquing her over and over again. She doesn’t know that he doesn’t have the ability to truly empathize with people. She has been trained to withstand the pain, and to power through, like she did when she was growing up. Her whole dysfunctional life has led her up to this dysfunctional relationship and she executes it beautifully.
In a sense, the narcissist is never completely whole without a partner to dote over his every need. As she is compulsively corrected by him, she starts to become a memory of herself for the sake of him, their relationship, and for her own survival. Any deviation from his plan is met with aggression and sometimes violence. His partner, always seeking the love that he had given her at the start, is forever confused. She doesn’t know what is false or what is true anymore. She will believe cunning lies that come from his lips, because he is a master gaslighter who is able to whip up verbally abusive concoctions that cause her to believe that she ‘needs to be corrected’. The narcissist will isolate her, and start to cut her off from the rest of the world, including her own friends and family. She will become completely dependent upon him for every need, and she clings to him for safety.
Her gauge of reality is so warped that she wouldn’t even know what to do without him because she has completely lost herself and her ability to make decisions without his direction. She doesn’t want to make him angry by moving in any direction other than what he has designated for her. She will adopt the image of the type of woman he is attracted to, she will eat like him, she will absorb his political and religious beliefs, she will consult him on what she should wear, how she should talk, what job she should take, what she should and shouldn’t approve of, what friends she should have, what family members she can’t be around, how she should be in the bedroom, and how their home should look. She becomes a tool for him to use, so that he can create an environment for which he can impress people, not an environment where she will feel comfortable.
Narcissists are rarely faithful to their partners. If the relationship does not end with the narcissist cheating on her, and leaving her, it usually ends when she starts to discover her real self, and when she starts to find her own independence. He needs to be with somebody who obeys him at all times. Unfortunately most codependent people are deep into a dysfunctional relationship when their eyes start to open. She fell in love with an image all those years ago, but that image that he presented to her was not a real person. During a break up, and throughout her relationship with him, she mourns the loss of this image. She confuses the image with the abusive person. The breakup will be a vicious battle between the functioning, healthy, and newfound realizations of her personality and the manipulation and tyranny of the narcissist. When a breakup finally happens, the narcissist will never provide closure and draws out the breakup as much as possible. Stalking is not uncommon, and could continue for many years down the road. Most narcissists like to keep tabs on their former partners.
Codependent individuals desire balance and harmony, but they typically fall for people based on initial attraction, and unfortunately this initial attraction is most prominent with narcissists because of their charm and boldness. If she finds herself without a partner to dance with, she doesn’t wait for somebody who is healthy, but she jumps into another dance, usually with the same type of person.Loneliness is too much for her to bear. She will continue dating the same type of person over and over again, and endure the same kind of abuse, until she realizes that she is a broken person and that she needs to fix herself. Until she learns that she is the root of all of her own problems, that she is the one who chooses abusive partners because of her own brokenness, and until she heals herself, she will keep on dancing the same dysfunctional dance. The cycle continues until it is broken (and it usually continues for decades, through generations of family members).
His Crap and My Choice
This codependent woman was me. As I said before, I grew up in an extremely abusive home, and the adults in my family did a fantastic job at raising me to be an excellent codependent woman. They taught me the turns, the dips, and the footwork, so that when I became a young adult and ventured into the dating world, I would know how to dance with narcissists. I would be lying if I said that I never enjoyed the thrill of each one of them in the beginning. Each one was a ‘love-bombing’ prince and I was a lonely princess.
Not all of the men that I have dated have been narcissistic. I have dated a number of young men who have been absolutely pleasant, wonderful, and kind. They were people who I took for granted because of my own brokenness. I didn’t know how to love with proper boundaries and I still feel guilty for the pain that I had caused. For that, I am sorry.
As for the three who were narcissistic, I don’t feel guilt except for the damage I did to myself. I can’t feel guilty for men who had knowingly abused me and “debated with me” about the justifications for their actions. I have been manipulated, I have been brainwashed, I have been made to feel like the scum of the earth, I have been the punching bag for their failings, I have been hit, I have been sexually assaulted, I have been verbally abused, and I have been mentally abused.
Sometimes, people are dealt crappy cards. Crappy things happen to awesome people. No one can control everything that happens to them, but, each of us has control over HOW WE REACT to the crap that is thrown at our feet. We can either choose to step in it, or we can choose to walk away.
Two years ago, a familiar pile of abusive crap was thrown at my feet. I was tired of the same dysfunctional patterns, but I didn’t know why they were happening to me. I was angry with my unhappiness and empty romantic relationships. I confided in my friends who turned around and told me that I was my own problem. THAT made me angry, but they were right. I realized that I had dated a string of abusive people, but that I was also in control of my own narrative, and that because I was in control that it was my fault for making the choice to step in the crap in the first place.
So, I took a good, long, glaring look at that smelly, steaming piece of rancid crap at my feet. Then I mustered up the courage to look up into his proud ‘know-it-all’ face. And for the first time in my life, I made the choice to walk away from the abuse.
The first step to recovery is realizing that there is a problem…
But, breaking up with a narcissist is not something that you just do, either…
Note: This article uses male gender pronouns for “the narcissist”. Both men and women can be diagnosed with Narcissistic Personality Disorder, but it is more common in men. To read more about NDP click here.
Narcissistic Personality Disorder (NPD) is a parasitical disease that affects those especially close to the narcissist. His uses his suave and charming personality mixed with cunning manipulation in order to move around pawns in a game whose only objective is to glorify himself, the gamekeeper. There are small moments when the narcissist’s mask falls off around friends, acquaintances, and family, usually in a spurt of anger or debate where personal offense has been taken. But generally speaking, the only people who will see the real narcissist without a mask will be those who are a part of his innermost circle.
Who is in this innermost circle? They are the people who he believes that he owns (this ownership can be conscious or subconscious). His roommates and close friends rarely come close enough to experience consistent abuse because he can separate himself and take breaks from his act. But long-term lovers, spouses, and children become the most valued pieces in his collection because he sees each one of them, especially his children, as an extension of himself. He interacts with them frequently.
In a healthy household, parents will raise their children to become confident, independent, and healthy adults. No household and no parent is perfect, but healthy children develop a balanced sense of self and their relationships evolve with the adult figures in their life. This is not the case with a narcissist’s family.
A narcissist’s only mission in life is to paint a grandiose representation of himself to the world. And because the narcissist sees his spouse and his children as an extension of himself he trains them and uses them as a status symbol beneath the guise of a loving and caring family. The most important thing to a narcissist is to maintain the image of success. If you are part of his family you will be given a role to play and it will be your responsibility to act your heart out in public. There are only two rules in the house of a narcissist’s family:
the narcissist needs to always come first
the image of the narcissist and his family must never be limited by the needs of the spouse and their children
Every spouse and child is assigned a role by the narcissist himself. These roles include the golden child, the scapegoat, and the invisible child. Over a period of time the children adopt secondary roles that include the hero/responsible child, the caretaker/placater, the mascot/clown, and the mastermind/manipulator. Children may end up adopting one or more of these roles, and roles can switch multiple times over the course of one’s life, depending upon how the narcissist feels and how he measures that child against the others. He also weighs them with consideration to personal goals at any given moment.
The bottom line is that a narcissist would rather gloat about himself to try to impress a stranger rather than be loved by his own family. All the while, his children, forever starving for love, bend over backwards to try to scrounge for breadcrumbs of his approval. In public they wear the happy masks that he has made for each one of them.
The Roles Cast by the Narcissist
The Enabler – this role is usually played by the spouse (or a daughter). She does the narcissist’s bidding and plays nice in order to gain approval from the narcissist. She orbits around when she is not helping him. Her life revolves around fulfilling every need of the narcissist. This is a role typically filled by a codependent individual, who grew up in an abusive home, and whose sense of self revolved around giving up herself in order to win love and favor from people around her. There are many cases where a codependent spouse realizes the error of his or her ways after being married to a narcissist for so many years. She comes to a breaking point and realizes the damage that has been done to the children because of her own irresponsibility and her own brokenness. But when that moment of realization hits, she can do nothing but sit back and watch her damaged children perform for her abusive spouse; she can only hope that her children will discover their own brokenness much earlier than she had.
The Golden Child– she is assigned her role according to her gifts and talents. This role could be set aside for the first or second child but as the narcissist’s children are born, or as his children leave the household, the role can shift to other children. This child is given special treatment and the narcissist seems to value this child the most. He will train this child so that she can act out the perfect masquerade of his perfect parenting. Most of the time the child will become a clone of the narcissist, adopting his beliefs, habits, and if this child stays in this role for their entire adolescence, it is likely that this child will also become a narcissist. But if the role ever shifts and the golden child is “demoted” (even if she is tossed in and out of the role) it is likely that the child will develop codependency, instead. Because the narcissist and the enabler put this child on a pedestal they also form a different bond with her than with the rest of the children. Her siblings become jealous of the special treatment that she has been given, but in the long run this could be the most damaging role among the children. It will be harder for her, as an adult, to separate herself and find her true self apart from her parents. She becomes an extension of their relationship and the most puppet-like of the children. Unless she is able to acknowledge the abuse and heal from it she will keep running in unfulfilled abusive circles, searching for love and fulfillment, but always falling short.
The Scapegoat – this child is the one who can do nothing right. They are labeled a “bad seed” and tend to be the most outspoken of the children with a “look at me” persona. The narcissist will use this child as a punching bag, and they will be the recipient of the most abuse among the children. The scapegoat and the golden child seem to be at odds with each other most of the time. The children understand that the narcissist’s affections are given ‘freely’ to the top performing child, so the scapegoat tries to dethrone the golden child in order to win the love and affection of the narcissist, unaware of the toxicity of the coveted role. The scapegoat is most likely to develop a sense of self and awareness, but it will be damaged. They will probably be successful and independent later on in life, driven by a need to succeed and to prove themselves worthy of love, but they will still need to address the childhood trauma that went on in their household in order to heal from the abuse.
The Lost Child/Invisible Child – he receives no praise and no blame from the narcissist. In the narcissist’s eyes, there is “no use” for him. The lost child becomes very independent, isolated, and lonely. A lot of the time they do become self-sufficient but they fall prey to emotions of unworthiness and they constantly feel unloved throughout their lifetimes. These children are most likely to develop depression or substance abuse addictions.
The Secondary Roles Taken by the Children
The Hero/Responsible Child – most of the time this is the older sibling, but not always. This child takes on a perfectionist nature at a very young age and develops a “responsible parent” role. She is a true mask of a narcissistic family. She suppresses her emotions until she cannot feel them at all, she is extremely insecure, and she drives herself compulsively from one achievement to the next.
The Caretaker/Placater – she is the emotional rescuer of the family. She manages and shuffles around the ever changing moods of the family by listening, supporting, nurturing, and counseling. She is a very sensitive creature, calm, and understanding in nature. Although she tries to fix everyone around her, she seeks no emotional support for herself. She doesn’t know how to take care of herself, she only knows how to focus on everyone else. She is a people pleaser. Her self-worth is defined by what she can do for others. She gives love but she doesn’t know how to receive it back. She is only comfortable giving she is not comfortable receiving and as a result she will push away love. As she grows into adulthood she finds that her job is to fix and save people from themselves. She turns into a ‘grade A’ codependent person, whose relationships become one-sided, toxic, and abusive. She becomes a doormat for people and will usually choose a career in the caring profession.
The Mascot/Clown – this role is usually adopted by the youngest member of the family. He is responsible for the emotional well-being of the family but through the use of humor as opposed to care taking. He puts on a comedy show to divert the pain in the family. He is usually a happy-go-lucky person and a very likable individual who can make others laugh but who finds it difficult to make himself genuinely happy. He will usually suffer from depression. Because he is constantly putting on a show he doesn’t really develop any sense of authentic self and he struggles with feelings of emptiness and loneliness.
The Mastermind/Manipulator – he is sinister, selfish, and abusive. Paired with the golden child the role, the mastermind and manipulator will turn into a narcissist. He is driven by entitlement and coerces people through manipulation. He is sneaky enough to operate just below the radar and he uses the dysfunction and the rest of the family to his own benefit. He intentionally creates conflict among family members to get what he needs and what he wants. He knows how to put on the charms and can manipulate even the adults in the family. He can also take on the quality of a sinister jokester, echoing the words “What’s the matter? Can’t you take a joke?”
“The Narcissist’s Family”
My piece is called “The Narcissist’s Family” and it was important to me to try to capture the feeling of being a game piece in a narcissistic family unit. Children will grow up not being able to measure feelings in a healthy manner, or they develop a numb persona. Sadness and depression will develop later when they are aware enough to piece the abusive puzzle together. The golden child is brought into the limelight alongside the narcissist, with help from the enabler whose eyes are finally starting to see the truth of her lifestyle and her role in the abuse. She wonders if it is too late. She wonders what will happen to her children and to herself. She wonders if there is any hope for healing and happiness. The rest of her children will shuffle around in the shadows and wait for the beckoning calls of the game-keeper narcissist that shift at a moment’s notice. As long as his family plays each part perfectly they will be okay. They just need to avoid any action or phrase that will tarnish the image that he works so hard to maintain.
It is rare for a narcissist to raise another narcissist. There have been theories that have been thrown around about narcissists breeding people who are equally as abusive, but studies show that if you have been raised by narcissist you’re much more likely to develop codependency. A narcissist’s upbringing is centered on the idea of selfishness, and in his adult life he will search for people to aide him in building his grandiose pedestal. A codependent’s upbringing is centered on the idea selflessness, and in her adult life she will search for people to pour out her love to, in hopes that she will be loved in return with that same sacrifice that she so foolishly gives. When the two get together, it seems like a perfect partnership at first glance. To onlookers they are glorious, beautiful, and perfectly balanced. But, when one partner only gives and the other only takes, the fairytale love story falls into the cauldron and transforms into a poisonous apple…
Narcissism is a term that has been loosely used to describe celebrities, people who are over-confident, individuals who are proud or full of themselves, and even a whole generation of young people called Millennials. While many teenagers and youngsters can go through a ‘narcissistic’ phase, it doesn’t make them narcissists. And some people can be a little too confident in whom they are, but it doesn’t make them narcissists, either.
Every person has some narcissistic qualities, and it is healthy to have confidence and a SOBER minded view of yourself that is in balance with the world around you. People who accomplish amazing things do have a right to claim greatness among people, and others with a crap load of talent should weigh themselves accordingly, though it is more palatable for the rest of us if they are a little more humble than boastful. Realistic acknowledgement of accomplishments and who one is and isn’t doesn’t make them a narcissist.
What makes a person a narcissist is GRANDIOSITY. It’s when a person thinks TOO highly of who they are, what they have done, what they deserve, and what they can do. More importantly, their image comes at the expense of those around them. They do not have the ability to look at themselves with clear eyes and see where they fall on the scale of life compared to other people. It is a heavy and dangerous psychological disorder. It effects more men than women and it is estimated that probably about 1% of people have NDP (Narcissistic Personality Disorder).
The wonderful thing about narcissists is that most of them are fun-loving people and they blend in with the American culture effortlessly. The stereotype that society has formed features a good-looking, selfish, business man who rambles on about himself and shoves backhanded compliments in people’s faces. But, most real narcissists are not the people who you would expect. Not all of them are attractive, most of them aren’t rich, many of them aren’t famous, and not all of them dabble in business. They are charming and witty, and start out as good friends who seem to care. Their charm is what makes them dangerous, and you can hang out with one for decades and never know who they really are because of the ever-changing beautiful and intricate masks that they switch out for you.
A narcissist is a master manipulator and an expert at discarding or shuffling people around in his life in order to suit his needs. His innermost circle of pawns will be the only ones who really see him with his mask off and these people usually only include spouses or long-term lovers, and children or his most immediate family (family that he currently lives with). Friends (including roommates) and non-immediate family, though seemingly close from an outside perspective, will usually be placed at a far enough distance so that they don’t experience the genuine intimacy, and eventually the abuse, that stems from the carelessness of a narcissist at close quarters. It is because of this distance that a victim’s outreach for council from friends or family is corroded with statements that echo the words “are you sure he is a narcissist? He doesn’t seem like one. I think he’s a really nice guy. I’ve never seen it. It doesn’t sound like him.” Well, he is a nice guy, until you get to know the real person. It can take months or even years for the mask to finally slip. No one can wear a mask forever; there is a breaking point with every narcissist. And once that breaking point is reached, the mask that was made specifically for you starts to crumble quickly, and abuse runs rampant behind closed doors.
Diagnosing narcissism is difficult because of the character of the narcissist himself. He doesn’t like to be told that there is anything wrong with him (God forbid) and it isn’t unlike him to start gaslighting the psychologist herself. The result is that she feels that SHE is the crazy one who has been wrong about him all along. Narcissists make excellent crooked lawyers and politicians, and are amazing at making you think that everything that comes from their lips is gold and that everything that comes from your lips is pure crap and lies. Even if a narcissist were to cooperate in a therapy session, he wouldn’t have enough genuine insight into his own mind, or the proper emotional analysis of his friends or family, in order to heal. He is a living and breathing catch-22, which means that his narcissism cannot be cured. But those around him can learn how to create healthy boundaries so that the narcissist doesn’t rule over their lives, and they may find a semblance of sanity and balance. If this seems depressing, believe me, it is. A narcissist will forever be stuck in his patterns and ways, but will be somewhat content. Those surrounding him are the ones who suffer for lack of genuine intimacy, and the need to stay distant or even disconnected from him.
It is not certain how Narcissism is formed, but one pattern that has been present in every Narcissist in my life has been their upbringing. I don’t believe that anyone is born a narcissist, but a person is groomed to become one. The narcissist child is usually raised with a sense of entitlement whose every need is catered to and who is taught to believe that they deserve and can have whatever they want, without regard to anyone else. On the other hand the child might be given special treatment, or might have been allowed to do things, break rules/skip punishment, or have things that didn’t fit the status quo. This was allowed to happen because of the lack of something else in his life (usually the presence of loving adults is lacking). This in turn creates a sense of entitlement in the child that follows him into adulthood, and he ends up using coercion and charm to get what he wants from the people around him. He is never taught how to properly love people, but only exchange with or take from people.
Our childhood patterns ALWAYS follow us into adulthood until they are broken. At the root of every Narcissist’s heart is probably one of the most damaged and insecure individuals, though initial reactions with them would seem to prove otherwise. As much as they have been a thorn in my side, I feel bad for them, because I know that they are damaged, but, on the other hand, they will never know it. They can’t take criticism very well, but they also think much too highly of themselves to even think twice about the criticism. (And they will never let you forget about that critique for as long as you live, either, so choose your words wisely). Narcissists feel pretty good about themselves, because they think too highly of themselves to even know that anything is wrong, even if every scrap of evidence is thrown at them. If you do decide to fight or fix him, you will be gaslighted, and it will be thrown back in your face, and you will feel like you are insane, and he will confirm that theory, and you will briefly question what just happened as he turns around and gives you the silent treatment for however long he thinks you deserve it. He needs you to be obedient to him and he will punish you if you fall out of line.
Diagnosis for Narcissism is rarely official because they “know more about psychology than psychologists”. But, those around him who have been through therapy, who see common patterns of abuse, can piece together his unofficial diagnosis. Most narcissists are verbally and mentally abusive as opposed to physically abusive (but some can be physical, too, especially with significant others). A person needs to embody five of the following traits in order to be diagnosed with Narcissistic Personality Disorder. These are not to be taken lightly:
– An exaggerated or grandiose sense of self-importance (exaggerates achievements and talents, expects to be recognized without achieving said achievements)
– Is preoccupied with fantasies of unlimited success, power, brilliance, beauty, or ideal love.
– Believes that they are “special” and unique and that they can only be understood by, and should only associate with, other special people or high-status people or institutions.
– Requires excessive admiration (doesn’t need to be genuine)
– Has a sense of entitlement. Has unreasonable expectations of especially favorable treatment or automatic compliance with his or her expectations.
– Is exploitive of others. Takes advantage of others to achieve his or her own ends.
– Lacks empathy. Unwilling or unable to recognize or identify with the feelings and needs of others.
– Is often envious of others or believes that they are envious of him.
– Regularly shows arrogant, haughty, patronizing, or contemptuous behaviors or attitudes.
A narcissist is a beautiful creature, at first glance. His mask is intricate and distracting, his words are silky and charming, and he is exactly what you think you need. He has made this mask especially for you, because you are special, too, and he wants to add you to his collection of desirable people. You don’t realize it, but he has turned himself into your perfect person, and all he wants in return is for you to do whatever he desires, no questions asked. But, he is a black hole, a broken creature, and a parasite. A narcissist will never know his real, insecure, and abused childhood self, but he knows what he wants right now. He will manipulate everyone around him in order to play out his perfect façade to the rest of the world, and he will crush anyone who tarnishes his image or anyone who gets in the way of achieving his desires, especially his family…
My newest piece is called “The Codependent” and it is my interpretation of the feeling of the destructive mindset that I had developed in my childhood. My codependency reached its peak when I turned twenty and it continued along a steady path for ten years. It is the reason why I didn’t draw or paint for over a decade. It is the reason why I had jumped from one abusive relationship to the next. It is the reason why so many people had seen me dive into one career and then turn around to venture into another.
What is codependency? In a nutshell, it is the unhealthy reaction to the fear of not being loved. Those of us who grew up in an abusive household (a parent with substance abuse, verbally abusive adults, neglectful ‘role models’) find ways to cope with the trauma and form unhealthy reactions and habits based on that abuse that help us during that moment, but the habits follow us into adulthood. Many of us become caretakers for irresponsible adults (you would be surprised at how many nurses and psychologists are codependent). Or we become people-pleasers who try to win the love of parents through accomplishment, or we try to find ways to help or fix people in our circle who are struggling with their own battles. But codependent people aren’t able to find a healthy balance between living for themselves and living for others and they end up developing an unhealthy relationship pattern.
What was codependency for me? I grew up in a very abusive home, and for me codependency was trying to reach perfection in order to win approval and ultimately love from the adults in my life. In my mind, if I didn’t do everything perfectly, if anything was lacking, then they would love me less. My young mind fed off of the comments and opinions of adults in my life as I searched to fill an impossible void. Because I wanted to feel that I was enough, it became hard for me to say “no” to anyone even when I was uncomfortable, which would later become a huge problem when I started dating. I learned to discard myself in order to blend in with them and please them (FYI it doesn’t work). Their thoughts and opinions became mine and I sought out their approval for even the smallest choices even when it came to choosing a place to eat dinner – it sounds ridiculous but it is the truth – I didn’t want to do anything that would make them feel that I was ‘wrong’ or ‘less’. It was a life that felt like a never-ending feeble walk on a trail of broken glass.
What we learn in childhood follows us into adulthood and each unhealthy pattern of affection starts with a single horrible life-changing event (I can trace most of my unhealthy habits back to a single incident from my youth). When it came to romantic relationships (any relationships, let’s be honest), I couldn’t set boundaries for myself, I didn’t know how to express what I wanted because I didn’t even know what I wanted to begin with, because what I wanted was whatever THEY wanted. When making ANY choice one question came to mind “Will so-and-so like this?” In essence, I became whoever I thought my significant other wanted me to be, because that is what I did with my family, for fear of rejection.
Many codependents take on “giving” careers, and they are typically very nice and likable people, but they can be control freaks. If things are out of place they freak out, or if people aren’t doing what THEY want, they freak out. They are amazing planners, but burn themselves out because of a lack of trust for other people. They are guarded but at the same time might be lenient with boundaries in other respects. (For me, I was guarded socially, but lenient romantically). They have a hard time saying NO to people and if they do they feel guilty. They take on work-loads that might be too much for them to handle because they are subconsciously seeking fulfillment in the form of love and appreciation from their peers. They worry about hurting other people’s feelings, at the expense of their own. They are givers in relationships, sometimes to the point where they lose themselves (because they can’t say NO). They are also controlling in their relationships because they feel that “if people just did what I wanted, then they would be happy and I would be happy, too.” They can be manipulators who just want what is best for others, but who intrude in order to feel accomplished, to win love, or to keep themselves safe from harm.
For me, codependency felt like I was putting on a show. I felt like I was forcing myself to smile or to be the person who I thought everyone else wanted me to be. I tried to control the way people thought about me. I tried to convince people that I was good enough to love by turning myself into what I thought they wanted. I thought that they tied strings to me and that they had been pulling at me when in fact it was me who had tied strings to them, and it was me who was vying for their love. I didn’t know that I was in control of my own life, that these choices that I made were MY choices and not theirs. I was the one controlling the strings all along and that this was my show played out for me…not for them. (Though, some abusers would have you believe otherwise…)
It is hard for many codependents to release themselves from the “victim mentality” and take a look in the mirror to see that the root to all of their problems with intimacy, love, and personal fulfillment lies within their own reactions to the people around them. It is hard to come to terms with the idea that your life is horrible because of you, and no one else. Horrible things happen to good people, yes, but it is our reactions to those events that define who we are, not the event itself. When I was being abused I went back for more, thinking that things would change, and that decision to go back and ‘fix things’ was my choice. ‘Fixing myself’ was my choice. There would be people who continued being abusive, but how I reacted to the abusive people in my life was my choice.
Two years ago I pinpointed that I was codependent. It took a year for me to get through a 12 step recovery program, and it was the most painful transition of my life, but it finally set the stones for me to travel down a clear road. The last year of my life has been filled with so many challenges, breakdowns, discoveries, and so much healing, and I know that I am better for all of it. For the first time in my life I have set healthy boundaries, and I have started to discover who I am. I have started to state my truths instead of allowing people to walk on me and make decisions for me. I have started to care less about people’s opinions and have started paving my own road. I have come a long way, and feel that the worst is behind me because I can see clearly now that the fog has lifted. I will always have more to learn but my mind has been re-wired and I feel that life is so much simpler and happier without the baggage.
Art has been the most difficult outlet for me to re-wire because my mind automatically asks “what would be popular and what would everyone else like me to draw? Will people like this?” as if it will gain the favor of people. It won’t. Most of what I had created in the last thirteen years had been because of my insecurities about the opinions of the abusers around me. I hadn’t been able to pick up a pencil for ten years for fear of rejection and fear of a lack of perfection. I didn’t even know what I wanted to create, anyways because everything I did was to make others happy at the expense of myself. I think about it and become a little sad because I wasted ten years of my life, but at the same time anything that I would have created wouldn’t have been from me and for me, anyways. And as an artist what is the point in creating if you can’t even stand by your own work with the confidence that it is a reflection of yourself?
Someone told me recently “you should just draw what you want to draw” but it is easier said than done for me. Every project is a personal challenge, but as I sit down and discard perfectionism, fear of rejection, and doubts, I start to discover myself for the first time in my life. It’s uncomfortable, but it’s getting better. I feel that I am at a stable enough place to start sharing my journey. It starts with my codependency, but it is made into a new kind of more powerful poison when mixed with a special type of parasitic abuser.
A few years back a new trend started to show up across the Internet that showed pictures of tiny tattoos gracing the wrists and bodies of people who were not only brave enough to keep on walking their path of life, but who were brave enough to acknowledge and share their stories. Depression, anxiety, postpartum depression, addiction, schizophrenia, bipolar disorder, posttraumatic stress disorder, borderline stress disorder… These are only a handful of conditions that are accepted in today’s world, but they are still taboo amid conversation. These are conditions that we cannot see, unless we are acutely aware of the people around us, and even then our eyes can deceive us.
How many times have we heard the story of a person who was the topic of envious gossip, who wore the most beautiful mask for all of us to see, but who struggled with depression? Or that unassuming person next door who seemed to live a pretty normal life apart from fighting with anxiety every day. Maybe the person is a cousin or brother or sister who approached you and said that they couldn’t figure out why they were sad, that they just were, and had been for a long time. The journey can be confusing and frustrating for everyone.
Sometimes we see people walking through life struggling to see past a thick gray fog that billows around them. Sometimes we don’t even know that anything is wrong. And sometimes the emptiness is so heavy, real, and painful… They are so alone that they can’t identify their place in this world. There are some people who even believe that the world would be a better place without them in it – that they are a burden to those around them.
From an outside perspective suicide can seem to come from a very selfish place. A lack of understanding and empathy can lead an outsider to feel hatred instead of love toward a person who was struggling with a very real set of circumstances. Just because one person has never experienced it, just because one person has never seen it, doesn’t mean that it is any less real. Whenever life is at stake, it would be a fool’s game to dismiss the cries of millions of people, who know the battleground firsthand, as folly. Whenever one life is at stake, it would be a fool’s game to dismiss the cry of that person, who knows the battleground firsthand, as folly.
Project Semicolon was developed in 2013 and is a platform for people who struggle with mental illness. It is also a place for people to gather who have lost a loved one, or who still have the blessing of being around their loved one, who struggles with mental illness. Although all mental illness doesn’t lead to suicide, it would be wise for us to become aware of signs of possible suicide, and to become more knowledgeable of the real aspects of mental illness and how it affects people in their everyday lives.
“Semicolon” was inspired by the people in my life who have been affected by suicide and thoughts of suicide. I wanted there to be a sense of hope, love, and comfort in the painting. There is a darkness to it, a blackness that embodies melancholy. There are two versions of this painting, both male and female. They have minimal features and no skin tone. It was important for me to try and create as much of a neutral platform as possible, and be as inclusive as possible, though I know that there are many other versions I could draw in the future for people. (This is a solid place to start, though).
The pointillism technique is symbolic of a period that is found at the end of a sentence – it speaks to the idea that life is indeed finite for all of us. The thousands of tiny dots create a gray figure who delicately embraces their life in their arms. The sphere is their “period” that will rest at the end of their life sentence; they have made the choice to hold on to it.
A portion of the fabric of their life that has already been lived unravels from their calves and their feet. It flows below them hinting at gray memories that they will leave behind. The fabric of life clutches around their thighs and hips, with the hope of many bright and wonderful memories that lie ahead. White from the fabric and the orb create a bright semicolon against the gray and black of the rest of the painting.
The quotes on both paintings start and end with an ellipsis (…) that represent the continuation of life on either side of that choice. Their story isn’t over.
…they had a choice; they chose to live…
Thank you so much for visiting my blog. Please take a moment to visit the Project Semicolon website, and take a look at the step by step making of “Semicolon” above. Below are detailed pictures of both the male and female versions of “Semicolon” by Erika Robertson.
Take some time to tell the people around you that you love them. Take an hour and listen to them. Be compassionate, be loving, and try to understand each and every journey – don’t try to fix it – just listen. Sometimes this is all we need. You might help save a life.
Not long after I moved down to Los Angeles, four years ago, I broke out my sketchbook and walked through some evolving ideas that turned into the “Women and Wine” collection. As I was doodling page after page of crappy thumbnails, my brain stumbled upon the idea of collaborating women, fashion, and cocktails. My first scribbles were of women standing next to over-sized glasses of alcohol wearing beautiful dresses. The thumbnail sketch for “Champagne” featured a woman whose dress turned into bubbling liquid in a shimmering flute. From there, the collection of three women named for white, red, and rosé wines took shape and was finished in the fall of 2016. I decided to revisit my original inspired sketch so that I could bring “Champagne” to life.
I enjoy the idea of collaborating my old profession, costume design and fashion, into my artwork. Over-exaggeration, extravagant elements, and lots of little details thrill me to no end. It’s an unfortunate thing that I don’t have the finances or the time to create costumes, as many of them cost well over $1000 in materials to create – and I am an all or nothing kind of person with those projects. But, my newfound love of painting in Photoshop has proven to be more than satisfactory.
I enjoy painting and drawing in raw media but more often than not, a lot of very tiny detail is lost within pen scribbles and paint blotches, unless the canvas is over-sized. (And I don’t have room for that in my 200 square foot tiny space.) What I love most about Photoshop is that I can achieve an incredible amount of fine detail that would have been impossible to achieve if I had tried to paint the same thing on the canvas. A lot of my costuming in the past was consumed by rhinestones, bead work, and the tiniest of details. In person, you could see the fine elements on the costumes themselves, but the artwork that went along with them (the concept sketches) were not as exciting. (At least, not to me).
“Champagne” features an abundance of small detail. From her strands of hair, to her delicate jewelry, and the shimmer and glimmer of champagne and chiffon, this painting embodies a subtle strength and definitive elegance.
It is a wonderful feeling to be able to see the improvement in my artwork as I complete each piece. The digital learning curve is starting to straighten out, and I feel that each project that I take into my hands becomes a new favorite of mine.
Above is a video featuring a slideshow of stills from start to finish for “Champagne”. Below are select step-by-step stills and close-ups along with walk-through descriptions and notes. (You will be able to see the detail better on this blog post, as opposed to the video, but the video is fun, too!)
Thank you so much for taking the time to visit my blog! I hope you enjoy reading about and watching “Champagne” as much as I have enjoyed creating her.
Thirty is a big year for many people. It’s a major turning point where we leave behind our ignorant twenties and start solidifying ourselves in the mold of adulthood. It is the beginning of many wonderful adventures, and from what I hear from older generations it is only the start of the best decades that lie ahead of us. On May 27th I turned thirty-one, and I can say with full confidence, that thirty had been the most pivotal and rewarding year of my life. It was filled with a lot of heartache, depression, and turmoil that transformed into growth, forgiveness, confidence, and love. Twenty-nine was the year that I was found. Thirty was the year that I was smashed to pieces and made stronger through adversity. I find that a lot of the people around me are following the same pattern.
A handful of months ago I was approached by a friend, and was commissioned to create a piece that embodied the woman who she aspired to be in the near future. “A woman who loves herself, a woman who is confident in her capabilities, and a woman who is open to what the world has to offer.” She gravitated toward the “Rose Wine” painting that I did last year in the “Women and Wine Collection”, but she wanted a number of changes and additional elements:
Woman to be of average height instead of very tall
Darker skin tone
Medium length flowing curly hair (black with brown/red highlights)
Maxi dress with loose floral pattern and halter top neckline
Lavender and roses
A headband to represent an element of peace
Background maroon, burgundy, or berry red
I have to say that it was quite a challenge trying to balance everything out (but I really do love a challenge!) To date, this is my favorite digital painting. Thank you, Angelica, for setting up an incredible platform. Without your inspiration, this would not have been possible. Here’s to friendship, and a wonderful decade full of life, love, growth, and adventure!
Above is a slideshow of the step-by-step process, and below is the step-by-step process with descriptions for the making of “Angelica”.
“And now these three remain: faith, hope, and love. But the greatest of these is love.”
1 Corinthians 13:13
It’s been a while since I have finished something a little more complicated, but I’m so happy with this piece. I’m still trying to find my style, which is a frustrating evolution, but I know that over time something will solidify. I love drawing realistic people, but I am working on simplifying my fashion ladies and experimenting with “flat” brushes. I had to re-draw this one, because the first time around the skin was so detailed with highlights and shadows that it overwhelmed the piece. The flat minimally shaded women stand out a lot more and blend in so well with the rest of the piece. It’s just so colorful and sparkly!
Faith is blue. Hope is green. Love is pink. Each lady holds two jeweled strands that belong to her, highlighted by either pink, green, or blue jewels. If you look carefully you can see colored stones throughout each strand that are shared with the woman beside her. For example, Love (pink) and Hope (green) are sharing two green and two pink jeweled strands; in this way all of them are connected to each other. The height of each lady is representative of her hierarchy; Love is the greatest of the three. Wisteria represents eternity and drapes itself around stone pillars. The purple of the wisteria matches the amethyst stones that hang at the end of each jeweled strand which promote peace and balance.