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Narcissistic rage is truly a spectacle to witness. These people do not handle conflict well, especially when someone refuses to obey them or does not provide supply. They will explode at any resistance and fear losing dominance above everything else. This is because their dominance is an illusion created only in their own head which they use to intimidate as a tool to get what they crave.

If you want to grasp Narcissistic rage, try picturing this:

Someone has just done something that makes you furious. Now… all of a sudden, every bit of information that might put that behavior in perspective instantly disappears from your thoughts:

1. You forget that this person cares for you.
2. You forget the extremely offensive thing that you said to this person before they called you rude.
3. You forget the twenty years of companionship that the two of you have shared.
4. You forget that yesterday you cherished them.
5. All you recall is that they wounded you.
6. All you want to do is wound them back so that they will never dare injure you again.
7. All you feel towards them is complete hatred.

That is what Narcissistic rage feels and looks like. Anger stripped of the memory of any context that might reduce it.

~ copied from quora

From my experience, and what I’ve learned, narcissistic rage can be quite dangerous – if not deadly. The day I finally managed to kick my ex out, he grabbed me by the throat and tried to shove my head through his truck window. Luckily, the door was open. As it was, I probably should have gone to the hospital, but I was not leaving my son at home alone to deal with him. I’m sure a police car would have been stationed here until no longer needed, but I wasn’t thinking about that. My concern was my son.

I did have a nasty goose egg on the back of my head, and my son did wake me up every hour or so, making sure I actually did wake up. I slept on the couch that night.

As bad as it was, I know it could have been worse, much worse. It should have never escalated to that, but he would not acknowledge that there was a problem. No matter how much I avoided him, how much I cried, how distant I got – “let’s just forget it happened, sweep it under the rug”. No accountability on his part.

It was my fault for reacting to his nonsense. I was the problem…until I couldn’t take it anymore.

I know some may not want to read/hear this, and it may seem like I’m repeating myself, but I need to tell what happened to me, lest I forget, or heaven forbid I start to think that I really was the problem. I can’t let that happen. I kept so much of it behind closed doors, for way too long, which is what he wanted.

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