They’re all routinely horribly psychologically violent, and openly express rage behind closed doors in the presence of their victims, both child and adult. The degree to which they destabilize their domestic environment, and over time convince others that they’re the problem, is truly astounding. They’re grotesquely insidious abusers, but the powder keg blows under wraps in the environment they control best and love to destroy. Their own houses and closest relationships.
It’s like watching them grow an extra head that spins around and spews green toxic waste. You thought you came home from work or school and were about to have dinner, but the Narcissist is offended and a bomb goes off. Everyone pays.
I think she must suffer from a delusional personality disorder. She has such a strong belief in ideas that are false and without any basis in reality. Her strange beliefs may have been the only or dominant symptom of her mental illness beginning in puberty. People like her are usually very adaptive to person, place and time. I think she used her sports as an enthusiastic and healthy outlet for what may have been a difficult time for her. We don’t know what her familial circumstances were but she survived, strived and appeared to thrive during this time. I believe she is proud of her sports accomplishments, as she should be. I believe they’re reflective ‘coming of age’ moments boosting her self esteem.
If so, her aggressive behavior may have gradually appeared throughout her ‘adulting’ years. She believed she could take anything she wanted. She’d try to work for it at first. If it didn’t come easy. She cheat and lie to get it. It was already hers. She deserved it. She’d just take it. She was going to do whatever it took to get what she wanted. To get her way. She became accustomed to it. She liked the power. She developed delusions of grandeur. No one could escape her target of need. She used manipulative tactics on people she would draw in close to her. Strategy - use them as building blocks to get her to the top of her ladder. Set them all up only to knock them all down and watch them tumble at her feet. She imagined herself as the ‘puppeteer’ taking bows and curtsies in her dupers delight. This must have accelerating into her ‘grown’ life. She did her thing. Used and abused all to acheive her goal. ‘Be careful what you ask for Tecia. You just might get it.’ Possibly suffering from stress, boredom and loneliness - She back pedaled into a life of chaos, disorganization and procrastination. She may have enjoyed life as a mother of stepchildren in the beginning. It provided her with a false pride of duty and sacrifice cementing her narrative to easily deceive her husband. He may been so gullible and filled with indecisive conflicts he desperately needed to validate his new wife and his new life. He may have been lulled into acceptance of her maternal facade and his perceptions and to validate and boost his decisions in custody conflicts.
The honeymoon glow has been extinguished. Back to reality. He’s working out of state. She’s all by herself stuck with two kids she doesn’t want. She only took them in because ‘mom didnt want them but her man did’. She sacrificed for him and now what? He aint happy. Neither is she. She’s gonna go out and get hers. Her new life is boring, boring kids, boring routine, life is not fun! This isnt what she asked for. She needed stimulation, attention and excitement. Either from a substance based chemical (in-home or street sought), male companionship or both. Upon obtaining, she couldn’t face responsibilities or confrontations. Consequences of deceit, past and present, came knocking on her classroom door. Her life of denial came to an abrupt halt. Well, she wasn’t about to go down alone. Not after all that’s been stolen from her. She can’t take one more thing. Nothing. She won’t do it. Dont f* with her!Stay out of her way. Don’t anyone whisper, move a muscle or knock over a candle. She will kill you!
She step sided her way through school. Whatever it took, Whoever it took. She needed to be liked. To feel pretty. To feel important. To feel special. She needed her ego built just like she needed air to breathe. As a teacher, she may have liked the higher power position of authority. It may have even driven a dislike for children under her authority to question or disregard her proclaimed rules of conduct. In a school environment, that perceived disrespectful or defiant behavior would trigger angry defensive emotions. She’s had to suffer and maintain her cool with brats for years. For what? For nothing! Now you’re going to fire me. Well fu! and the horse you rode in on. Forced to be held in check, denying her true emotions, anxiety and rage builds until after school when she has a scapegoat. Double Down. Win. Win. Kill
two three birds with one stone.
imo always...
