It Wasn’t a Relationship, It Was a Demonic Assignment, That’s Why God Removed Narcissists From You

Ever wonder why it was you? Why, out of a million people, this person zeroed in on you like a heat-seeking missile? It wasn’t random; it wasn’t coincidence. It was spiritual selection. See, real narcissists—the ones carrying that dark spirit—don’t just attach to anyone; they latch on to people with light, people with purpose, people who haven’t fully stepped into their power yet but whose spirit already carries weight in the unseen realm. You had a calling before you had a clue, and that’s why you were under attack before you even knew you were in a war. They saw it in you before you did, and that’s the trick. When you don’t know who you are, it’s easy to hand your worth to someone who pretends to.

That spirit isn’t scared of your past; it’s terrified of your potential. It knows that the moment you remember who you are in God, it’s game over. So it strikes early, flatters, seduces, and when your guard is down, it sinks its hooks in—not because you’re weak, but because your destiny scared the hell out of something that wanted you stuck. The more you shine, the more it tries to smother you.

Confusion Is the Narcissist’s Playground

Let me break it down plain and simple: confusion is the devil’s favorite language. The narcissist doesn’t just lie; they distort. They bend reality like a funhouse mirror until you can’t trust your own eyes. One day you’re flying; the next day you’re crawling, questioning everything—your memory, your gut, your sanity. That’s not love; that’s psychological sabotage mixed with spiritual venom. You start asking, “Did I overreact? Was I too sensitive? Maybe I misunderstood.” Nah, what you did was feel the truth, and they trained you to doubt it. You weren’t imagining things; you were being reprogrammed.

And don’t underestimate how surgical they are with it. They don’t just push your buttons; they installed the control panel. They know where you bleed and they keep poking until you’re too tired to care. That’s the goal: exhaust you mentally, emotionally, spiritually. Keep you spinning in circles while they feed off your energy like a parasite in a suit. You can’t think straight; you can’t feel God; you can’t hear your own intuition anymore. Why? Because chaos is the climate this spirit thrives in. As long as you stay disoriented, you stay controlled. But once you get quiet, once the fog lifts, once your spirit speaks louder than their lies, that’s when the leash snaps.

The narcissist is just the host; the real enemy is the spirit behind the mask. This part right here is where most people miss it. They keep trying to fix the person—the sweet talker, the charmer, the one who cried crocodile tears and told you, “You’re my everything.” But that person was just the costume. The narcissist you saw was just the shell; the real war was always with the spirit operating behind the smile.

This thing doesn’t show up foaming at the mouth or screaming like a horror movie. No, it comes smooth, strategic. It studies your love language and speaks it fluently until trust is built, then it poisons you slowly. You keep thinking, “But they seemed so kind in the beginning.” Exactly! That’s how infiltration works. This is spiritual espionage, and you were the target—not because you were broken, but because you were powerful, but untaught, unprotected, and unaware. That spirit loves the unaware; it hides behind pretty eyes and good intentions, and it hates being exposed.

That’s why the moment you started waking up, they got nastier, meaner, more desperate. Because that spirit knew the gig was up. Jesus said, “You will know them by their fruits, not by their words, not by their apologies, not even by their promises, but by their pattern.” So stop trying to make sense of the mask; start discerning the spirit behind it. Because this wasn’t just emotional abuse; this was a hit job on your purpose.