How Realizing My Narcissism Made Me A Better Person

We hear a lot about narcissism in today’s world.

Recognizing my own narcissistic tendencies helped me become a better person.

Hopefully, it can do the same for you!

How my narcissism started

I didn’t grow up in a hostile environment.

Quite the opposite, in fact:

  • Loving family
  • Wonderful friends
  • Plenty of opportunities

However, living with a co-dependent mother and a father who daily pronounced me “perfect” took an insidious toll.

In their defense, I was born with predisposed low self-esteem.

It was inevitable.

I came out of the womb screaming and wailing for a mirror so I could fix my hair, but no one could understand me.

Not to mention, I was exposed completely.

So, alas, I had no choice but to endure.

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How Realizing My Narcissism Made Me A Better Person

When enduring is your only option, when it seems the world holds all the power over your vulnerability, your brain creates quite an impressive defense.

I grew into a happy child who esteemed what her father deemed perfection.

By age 8, I’d often reflect on how I hardly ever got in trouble, never broke a bone, and had no allergies.

“No bee stings” almost made that list, but unfortunately, that clean bill was tarnished only a week before.

I did alright in Elementary school, but I tried my hardest to fit in and hide amongst the other kids so I’d go mostly unnoticed.

And that worked for me.

And then, I got glasses in fourth grade and suddenly looked different from my peers.

I remember sitting with my mom, reading the movie titles on the sides of VHS tapes a few yards away and not really being able to.

“I think you might need glasses,” my mother told me.

I cried myself to sleep that night.

My friends at school actually took a liking to my glasses, but I still hated them.

I hated the spotlight, however small.

Then middle school happened

In the 6th grade, I got contacts.


But middle school is middle school, and those three years of 6th, 7th, and 8th grade were probably the worst of my life.

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Not because they were traumatic but because that’s when I came face to face with the challenge and the struggle of fitting in.

Because now, not only did I want to fit in, I wanted to be “cool.”

So I bought skater shoes and wore tight pants.

But there were days my friends would warn me to “never come to school like that again.”

The outfit my mom picked out for me that morning would need to be trashed immediately.

I loved my mom, so this idea hurt me.

But the bright red, flower-printed pants had to go.

I guess?

That’s what people were telling me.

It’s important to note I liked those pants.

But it didn’t matter.

These were the moments I left my identity behind and allowed the opinions of others to dictate who I was.

Truths about narcissists

You might confuse narcissists with a confidant, self-fulfilled people.

But narcissists are the opposite and come in varying forms and levels.

Some are outright jerks.

And others suffer quietly, hating the word in silence.

I am that narcissist.

My best girlfriends in high school were beautiful.

I don’t know why I put myself through that; I was really just setting myself up for insane jealousy, but I digress.

They got everything I wanted: attention, boys, and beauty.

I was jealous, no doubt.

But instead of turning that jealousy into inspiration, I put them down in my head.

“Well, she may be pretty, but she’s kind of stupid. If guys would just talk to me, they’d realize that.”

Or “Yeah, she’s got a good smile, but you should smell her farts. They’re disgusting.”

Perfection is damaging

My father thought I was perfect, but Dad, I’d often think, these girls have more than me, and THEY’RE not perfect, right?

That’s my job.

But being perfect is impossible.

And deep down, I knew that.

So, to make sense of the world and my place in it, I desperately sought any excuse to put down my friends, to convince myself they weren’t “perfect.”

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I loved my friends, but my ego hated them and their “perfection.”

Of course, I never told them that.

That would be rude.

Then came college and adulthood

And then, the summer before going to college, I developed an anxiety disorder and plummeted even further into the pit of low self-esteem.

I had moments of pure bliss during my freshman year, finally being on my own.

But I resented anyone better than me while acting like a perfect sweetheart to their faces.

Really, though, the thing about narcissists is… they really only hate themselves.

And they expect the world to love them for all the trouble it put them through.

They cast themselves as the victim and grow angry when their expectations aren’t met.

Would you believe narcissism is a defense mechanism?

Because it is.

These narcissistic qualifications have only grown stronger with age.

I’m 23 now and have just come to terms with my narcissism.

But not because I ever denied it; I didn’t know I fell into that category.

Narcissists are mean, hateful, selfish, and greedy.

I couldn’t be that person.

Could I?

Well, yes.

Fortunately for me, as much as I hate my guilt complex, it keeps me in check, as does my compassion for people.

I may tell myself that “She looks really horrible in that sweater. Oh my lord, take it off,” but I know that voicing it aloud would do nothing but hurt her feelings.

And that’s wrong.

I also have a strong desire for acceptance, and I know insulting people left, and right won’t get me anywhere in that regard.

Call me selfish.

Here’s the thing: I believed my narcissistic tendencies and ideas—that the world is out to get me, that my friends suck, that no one cares, and it really hurt my relationships—until I came to see those ideas as products of a narcissistic, defensive mind.

A mind that’s tired of hurting itself by always putting others down.

You may feel temporarily fulfilled in hating on that girl’s sweater, but it does NOTHING good for you.

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In fact, it’s self-harm and can leave scars.

The deeper you hurt yourself, the longer it will take to heal.

You may read this and realize you have narcissistic tendencies, but that does not make you a bad person.

It makes you human.

And that’s okay! You just need to heal.

And stop aiming for “perfect.”

I had a therapist tell me once that instead of bringing people down in my mind so that I felt more on par with those I envied; I needed to build myself up.

I needed to learn how to use my jealousy as inspiration to build a fulfilling life for myself.

This is much easier said than done.

It’s been the hardest, most challenging journey of my life.

Here are a few things I’m doing to cure myself of narcissism.

I hope they help you like they’re helping me:

  • Reading “Happiness” books (i.e., Eat, Pray, Love, and Furiously Happy)
  • Therapy sessions. Talking to someone who can help you understand yourself can always help! Do not be ashamed of wanting to heal.
  • Accepting my emotions instead of demeaning them
  • Making someone smile (i.e., buying a friend a gift, affirming their appearance, or asking simple questions like “How are you doing these days?”)
  • Spending quality time with family
  • Giving up on “perfection”
  • Treating myself (i.e., FLOWERS!)
  • Searching for new passions and volunteering at a shelter
  • Recognize when my ego is trying to take charge or defend itself and gently remind it to stand down; everything is okay

While your ego is the culprit for insecurities, narcissism, and all those negative thoughts that run through your mind at the most inopportune times, you must forgive it.

Treat it like the child it is—vulnerable, scared, and in need of love.

I truly believe the cure to many of life’s problems starts with each of us.

Love yourself because you deserve to be loved.

And don’t rely on others to love you perfectly—only you can do that.

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