The narcissist asked, “What's wrong”?

I'm broken

Unloved

Uncared for

Meaningless

I don't mean anything to you.

I have no value.

I'm not good enough to be treated like a human being.

I'll never be able to do anything to deserve your warmth, compassion, care, love, attention.

I'll always be the last item on your list or that unimportant thing that you don't bother to add.

I'm not deserving of basic things like food, clothes and shelter.

You should be indebted to me but yet I'm the slave that you are too happy to do away with.

The servant that should work behind the scenes, in the dark, out of sight, with no one knowing I'm there.

What's wrong you ask?

I ask what do you see wrong with me?

What's right I ask?

What do you see right with me?

Is there anything good about me?

Is there anything noticeable, praiseworthy, of good report, valuable, decent, warm about me?

I'm all bad, terrible, EVIL!

Was I always like that?

No!

You reaped all my good fruits then for decades you planted bad, terrible, EVIL seeds. You didn't stop there. O no! You take pride in constantly reminding me of how bad, terrible, and EVIL I am.

How much pretending does it take to "be one with evil"? To pleasure yourself in a terrible bed? To wake up day after day next to bad?

There's no pretending. O no! Instead there is resentment, rage, regret, and constant lashings.

Lashings that go so deep, they wound the heart, lacerate the flesh, fracture the spirit, and puncture the soul.

What's wrong?

I am exactly what you made me to be.

I am the bad, terrible EVIL creature you created. The one whose soul you have crushed, whose spirit you have trampled upon. The one whose love you have neglected...rejected and life you have marvelously ruined.

Ruined...

Trampled...

Buried...

What’s wrong?

A lot is wrong. Your response says it all!

Limited love being given to someone who should love without limits seems terribly wrong.