This is the moment the narcissist begins to lose control—not of you, but of themselves. Narcissists live deep inside a loop of validation. They hurt to test, provoke to measure, and manipulate to observe. Your reaction gives them their answers. If you react explosively, it tells them they still own a part of you. If you become desperate, it proves they are irreplaceable. If you fight back with extreme emotion, it tells them they still have weight in your world.
Now imagine what happens when none of that lands: you do not message back, you do not retaliate, you do not post anything cryptic, and you do not make any effort to show them that you are hurt. You act as if they never touched your soul at all. That is when the narcissist starts to ask questions—not about you, but about themselves. Did I miscalculate? Was I never that important? Has this person grown past me? And the worst of all: Am I losing my power? They cannot stand that question because the narcissist is not scared of being hated; they are terrified of being irrelevant.
I have said it so many times: hated means you still care; indifference is the death sentence to them. You cause maximum confusion by being the exact opposite of what they expected. They expected to destroy you, so be radiant. They expected your world to fall apart, so build something new. They expected to be your last heartbreak, so thrive in ways they never imagined. They expected your energy to be bitter, so make it peaceful. They expected a storm, so give them nothing but stillness.
This does not mean pretending it didn’t hurt. You’re not denying your pain; you’re simply denying them the stage. You are refusing to audition for a role they wrote for you. You are choosing to grieve in private, to rebuild without giving them a front-row seat to your breakdown. And that refusal does something horrifying to them; it forces them to sit with their own hollowness. The narcissist needs to project at all times; they need a scapegoat. They need someone else’s emotion to drown out their own. When they cannot provoke you, they are left with their own noise, and it is loud—all the insecurity, all the shame, and all the childhood wounds they never faced. All the fear of being nothing surfaces. They start bubbling, and they have nowhere to run.
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