🪞 Mirror Me Blog Series: Spot the Narc™- Part IX: “Different Faces, Same Cycle”

🔮 INTRODUCTION:

They say our parents are our first gods.
But what happens when the gods are narcissists?
When love is a leash, not a lifeline?
When manipulation is mistaken for protection…
and survival becomes your love language?

Before the job, the friends, the lovers, the betrayals —
There were my parents.
And that’s where this karmic loop began.

👣 A PARASITE THAT MORPHS

Narcissism entered my world through my mother’s womb.
Not because she was evil — but because she was unhealed.
She gave birth to me on the same day she lost her son.
And from that day forward, I was no longer me —
I was a placeholder for her pain.
A living reminder.
A mirror she never asked for.

And when someone refuses to look in the mirror,
they break it instead.

That’s what my childhood was:
A thousand sharp pieces of broken glass —
each one shaped like guilt, gaslighting, control, conditional love.

But the parasite didn’t stay at home.
It followed me to school.
To sleepovers.
To the hospital room.
To my first job.
To my first heartbreak.
Morphing.
Shifting.
Growing stronger every time I chose silence over truth.

🧬 THE NARCISSISTIC CYCLE: NEW FACE, SAME MASK

If your nervous system has been trained to confuse chaos with comfort,
you will unconsciously seek the same story —
just with different actors.

📍 Mom became the blueprint.
📍 My sister became the rival.
📍 My best friend became the betrayer.
📍 My boss became the manipulator.
📍 My landlord became the gaslighter.
📍 My coworker became the puppet-master.

And I?
I became the mirror — over and over again.
Until one day, I stopped reflecting them...
and started seeing me.

🔁 SAME SCRIPT, NEW SCENE

The universe will continue casting you in the same karmic play
until you learn the role you were never meant to play.
Until you stop being the scapegoat.
Until you see the pattern.
Until you break the cycle.

Because narcissistic abuse isn’t just a person —
It’s a pattern.
It’s a parasite.
It feeds off your unhealed self-worth.
And it shapeshifts every time you ignore it.

💡 TODAY’S AFFIRMATION:

“I see the pattern.
I choose a new script.
I am no longer available for recycled pain.”

🪞JOURNAL REFLECTION:

• Who was the first person that taught you love could hurt?

• When did you first betray your own voice to keep someone else comfortable?

• How do the narcissistic patterns in your family mirror those in your adult relationships?

• Where in your body do you feel these memories? What do they need?

🎯 SPOT THE TRAITS:

• Emotional entanglement disguised as love

• Conditional acceptance

• Repeated guilt-trips & silent treatments

• Mirrored behavior from one relationship to the next

• Lack of closure, accountability, or repair

🧠 LESSON:

Until you understand the storyline,
you will keep attracting the characters.
This isn’t about blame — it’s about awareness.
The parasite dies when the pattern is seen.
Not when you run…
But when you remember who you are.

📌 Tomorrow’s Blog: Part X — “The Day I Chose Me: When the Mirror Finally Cracked.”