6 Secret Signs Narcissist Wants You Dead -

That narcissist wants you dead, yet you may not even realize it. They don’t want it in an obvious way—not with their hands, of course—but in a slow, insidious, calculated manner. They don’t just want to run you; they want to erase you piece by piece, thought by thought, until there is nothing left. A narcissist doesn’t just want to control; they want to dominate you. They want to diminish you, deplete you, and erase you. They don’t do it in some dramatic, over-the-top way; they do it in a way that feels like a slow descent into nothingness. You don’t even realize when it’s happening. One day, you wake up, and there is nothing left: no fight, no identity, and no sense of belonging. They don’t just want you out of their life; they want you out of existence. And the worst part is that they do it in a way that leaves no evidence to the outside world. They are charming, accomplished, kind, and respected, while you look like someone who is just falling apart.

Sign 1: The Psychopathic Stare

Number one: they stare at you with murderous intent. There is something about the way they look at you—cold, calculated, soulless—especially during the discard stage. This stare is famously called the psychopathic stare, where the narcissist’s eyes turn black. It’s predatory in nature; it feels as if they are looking at you with dagger-like eyes that want to kill you. Their eyes display a pure state of soullessness, as if something has shut off inside them. You can feel it in your gut—a deep, primal instinct that warns you of danger when they look at you like that. It’s as if they are seeing through you, telling you to run. You feel exposed and vulnerable, like prey being watched by a predator waiting for the perfect moment to strike. At that moment, you no longer recognize them. You might say things to yourself and others like, “I don’t know; I’ve been living with an alien.” Out of shock and disbelief, you ask, “Who is this person?” I remember my father looking at my mother that way. I could feel his intent; he wanted her gone. There’s something eerie about that stare; it’s not just anger or rage; it’s something else—it’s as if they wish for you to die soon. When they start staring frequently and more intensely, you feel the hatred; they don’t have to say it— their eyes tell you everything. The more broken you become, the more satisfaction they gain from watching you unravel.