tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-650289478442133391.post6638327632007101218..comments2024-03-24T16:53:02.846-07:00Comments on Five Hundred Pound Peep: Aunt ConfusedFive Hundred Pound Peephttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05862707335431442713noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-650289478442133391.post-61523612085115500432015-05-26T16:35:16.096-07:002015-05-26T16:35:16.096-07:00http://fivehundredpoundpeeps.blogspot.com/2015/05/...http://fivehundredpoundpeeps.blogspot.com/2015/05/perceove-perceive-perceive.htmlFive Hundred Pound Peephttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05862707335431442713noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-650289478442133391.post-73694767317823863242015-05-19T09:11:36.422-07:002015-05-19T09:11:36.422-07:00I think you need serious help to grow as a person ...I think you need serious help to grow as a person and deal with what you perceive your life and childhood to be like. <br />Best of luck to you. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-650289478442133391.post-90863234302431272532014-09-27T12:23:49.882-07:002014-09-27T12:23:49.882-07:00I have even more crazy tales. LOL It is like ficti...I have even more crazy tales. LOL It is like fiction. LOL can you imagine my life, circus lady fat-two rare conditions, a family like this? and an Aspie on top of it. <br /><br />I understand you saying "I don't care". Yeah sadly they could use that. Why should I care when I was so sick last year visited or the times I almost died in the hospital and no one showed up? I know my ability to care is over with. Mine is always well looked after too with everyone at her bid<br /><br />Yes she did betray me. All the anger turned on me, instead of the narcs keeping her prisoner. What is scary is she even complained about some of her treatment and I talked to her about narcissism, and told her my mother was one, but it wasn't enough. I ask myself everyday why does my mother always "win" all of them? Nothing I say seems to matter. I then reflected thinking she threw me under the bus all the time too when I was teen, when I begged for help from the abuse. I even asked to move in and was refused. I don't think the narcs would have cared. Why did they force me to live with them when they hated me? Probably for someone to abuse. I confronted my mother about all the people taken away from me. She didn't care of course. This aunt was weird, almost of two minds, but in the end still choosing my mother.Five Hundred Pound Peephttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05862707335431442713noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-650289478442133391.post-71617798484610236582014-09-27T12:17:28.797-07:002014-09-27T12:17:28.797-07:00Oh one thing too in some of the families, the GC a...Oh one thing too in some of the families, the GC and scapegoat roles can do a switch based on life circumstances and more. I have seen scapegoats elevated to GC [its rare but happens]. If a scapegoat makes good money or does something where there is more narc supply there can be a flip. The opposite has happened too, in your case Q you stopped serving her needs to the level she wanted. I worry about someone still in contact with their narc family where the family seems to be switching them from scapegoat to more insider status. They are still in the "fog". Five Hundred Pound Peephttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05862707335431442713noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-650289478442133391.post-82631078641347672822014-09-27T12:15:05.589-07:002014-09-27T12:15:05.589-07:00So sorry your father committed suicide too, Anon. ...So sorry your father committed suicide too, Anon. These sociopathic narcs have no feeling. They will use the deaths as show time when their soul-murdering ways led to the person's depression and suicide to begin with. With my aunt above, she had recently divorced and had money problems--surrounded by judgmental narcs I wonder what she was feeling. I know what an adulthood full of poverty felt around those &&&&&& myself. Five Hundred Pound Peephttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05862707335431442713noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-650289478442133391.post-20105139071247716742014-09-27T12:11:55.220-07:002014-09-27T12:11:55.220-07:00her children are in their mid 30s. my mother is sp...her children are in their mid 30s. my mother is spreading her poison via their family networks. She stayed friends with one's ex wife. Five Hundred Pound Peephttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05862707335431442713noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-650289478442133391.post-20467282407569527302014-09-27T12:10:54.127-07:002014-09-27T12:10:54.127-07:00Of course I believe my aunt committed suicide so h...Of course I believe my aunt committed suicide so had a bit of taste of the survivorship there. I thought why did she do it? She was only one in that family that seemed to have a heart and mind. It bothers me to this day. She was the only one who would talk about deep things. I wish she was here for me to talk to. Sadly her kids got dragged into the narc fog though one escaped far further. I hate even when I hear about my mother visiting with her children. It makes me sick. I have some contact with them very minimal.<br /><br />http://fivehundredpoundpeeps.blogspot.com/2014/01/the-aunt-that-loved-me.htmlFive Hundred Pound Peephttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05862707335431442713noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-650289478442133391.post-35300529055992036722014-09-27T12:08:13.040-07:002014-09-27T12:08:13.040-07:00Being a suicide survivor has to be horrible. Can&#...Being a suicide survivor has to be horrible. Can't even imagine. You were probably thinking why did you leave me and then especially WHY DID YOU LEAVE ME ALONE WITH HER?Five Hundred Pound Peephttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05862707335431442713noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-650289478442133391.post-80843688896405207142014-09-27T12:06:52.326-07:002014-09-27T12:06:52.326-07:00I think there is a grain of truth behind the weird...I think there is a grain of truth behind the weird claims. Why was she so scared of people being after her? Even if one thinks about it, it is really sick my aunt lived at HOME with her parents there and her husband and she is the one who had to flee and escape. She obviously didn't see my father as a safe individual. He had no empathy for her or anyone else just like his cold fish wife [my mother] No protection from a living father and brother. In my book they failed the manhood test alone for that one. So why was my aunt so afraid? I think there was something to be afraid of. I think the lady in the nursing home definitely knew something was going on but couldn't figure it out. She probably knew her pudding tasted "funny".Five Hundred Pound Peephttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05862707335431442713noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-650289478442133391.post-74108103246881515202014-09-27T12:03:02.062-07:002014-09-27T12:03:02.062-07:00I am so sorry you went through that Q and it is to...I am so sorry you went through that Q and it is too bad your father turned all of that grief and what he went through on himself. It does sound like she goaded him into it. I wish he had left and gotten you kids away from her. Sickening. :'( Outside of your one sister do others have contact with her. God help the third man and his family. Sigh.....<br />Five Hundred Pound Peephttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05862707335431442713noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-650289478442133391.post-84152838796714540932014-09-27T05:21:39.161-07:002014-09-27T05:21:39.161-07:00The thing is that she goaded him into it I overhea...The thing is that she goaded him into it I overheard them arguing and she said go ahead I dare you, I don't believe you. And then she played the grieving widow to all the callers to the house crying and moaning. <br />I am currently NC with her and my sisters but I do have a weird sense of humor no one gets. I can understand why, but afterwards I became the scapegoat until my early thirties, when I was "kicked" out for refusing to play and be at her beck and call when she wanted me. She is currently on #3 and I heard things are not going well there, so God help that man and his family.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-650289478442133391.post-71178443775881851622014-09-26T20:38:00.692-07:002014-09-26T20:38:00.692-07:00Anonymous? I was wondering if the long term effect...Anonymous? I was wondering if the long term effect on you was to develop a macabre sense of humor. I will talk to my sister about what he did and we will "laugh" about it and say we understand why he did what he did, He just shot the wrong person. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-650289478442133391.post-33185162018885368892014-09-26T20:28:05.107-07:002014-09-26T20:28:05.107-07:00It sucks doesn't it? As underwhelming as that ...It sucks doesn't it? As underwhelming as that sounds, I don't know if anybody else but a suicide survivor can fully get what it is like to be left behind. It's an exclusive club that no one in their right mind would join. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-650289478442133391.post-87821210792185786002014-09-26T08:19:54.598-07:002014-09-26T08:19:54.598-07:00Yeah peep there is usually a grain of truth behind...Yeah peep there is usually a grain of truth behind every bizarre claim. I was in the hospital a couple of years ago and this lady was telling me that the nurses were trying to poison her. They weren't, but they were grinding up her pills and feeding them to her in her pudding. Which if you are the least bit on the other side of lucid could have been interpreted as them poisoning you. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-650289478442133391.post-10041920679900600212014-09-26T06:59:16.858-07:002014-09-26T06:59:16.858-07:00q1605 I did not know your father was a suicide. M...q1605 I did not know your father was a suicide. My father also was a suicide. He was diagnosed as bi-polar in the mid 1970's and my NM always mocked him accused him of faking. I honestly thought she drove him to it. I was only 11 when he died but there was almost 7 years of turmoil in the house because of this.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-650289478442133391.post-9390824243557547522014-09-26T03:44:09.648-07:002014-09-26T03:44:09.648-07:00That's so crazy. I thought I was reading fict...That's so crazy. I thought I was reading fiction for a moment. When I was in contact with my mother and the crazy that went on it was unreal to me too. Now being in NC for 3 years its hard to understand why that all happened and all the people that followed her.<br /><br />My sister called me some time ago and told me mother had broken her arm and had to be rushed for medical care. Gee, its hard for me to get my own medical needs met, because I'm scared that I might have cancer or something serious so I just avoid it all. So I stopped listening to sister and told her I don't care. Just like that. lol. Made me the cruel one so I would probably not respond that way again. Now the gossip that I'm horrible, but I was angry, mother is always well looked after and no one came to the hospital when I had my babies.<br /><br />Yes, its too bad your aunt couldn't break free and she would betray you like that. It looked like a promising relationship and its awful your mother did all that. <br /><br /> Joan Shttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07775873193806083833noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-650289478442133391.post-80903017659121855662014-09-25T21:14:23.101-07:002014-09-25T21:14:23.101-07:00Her cries about the mafia, may have a nugget of tr...Her cries about the mafia, may have a nugget of truth. Hey it's New Jersey after all! But mafia yes could be serving as a metaphor for her real prison guards. All those narcs around her. Talking to her was like talking to a prisoner trying not to let the kapo catch on to any secret signals or letters in code. You are exactly right she is imprisoned by narcs, and by the way it's not just from my side of the family but her own too, the daughter-in-law that my mother is friend's with, her son and maybe others I don't even know about in the extended family system. One false move and it's the psych ward for you. She kept telling me she needed permission from her son to go a short trip and this told me of the money control. You are right narcs are powerful when they ban together. She is afraid. I agree with you that they destroy the mental health of their victims and then lord it over them. Some can use commitments to the psych ward [historically even read about abusive husbands and others who did that to people] as "punishment". The narcs are the crazy ones for sure. I believe there was a campaign on my end to drive me "insane" and break me too as a child. They would tell me i was going crazy and that was an insidious part of my abuse. I would put myself in therapy the first day I went away to college almost suspecting they were the ones who were truly nuts.<br /><br />Yes at least in real prison, there are some human rights and dignity. You also know what you are dealing with rather then someone playing "sainted mother" to the masses. It does take strength to break away. I look at Aunt Scapegoat and Aunt Confused and yes bother are surrounded by the prison bars. Aunt Confused in my last conversations with her seemed horrified that I had dared to break away. I asked her point blank, "Are you afraid of my mother"? She laughed nervously and changed the subject. Yes these narcs definitely have her in a prison cell and it's been lifelong. When they adopted me, or God help me if I am their biological offspring which I doubt, they didn't know what they were getting into. I am glad I have broken free and will be an old woman that is no longer owned by them. They may have broken my health but they didn't get my mind. Even though I am NC with Aunt Confused and she betrayed me, I do feel sad about where she is at. After years of this stuff ingrained, with the grooming included [severe poverty and abandonment] for all three of us, I feel for her. It is too bad she did not break free. Thanks Lisette. Five Hundred Pound Peephttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05862707335431442713noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-650289478442133391.post-55845138377308346972014-09-25T20:59:45.078-07:002014-09-25T20:59:45.078-07:00Thanks. I know people thought I exaggerated too. T...Thanks. I know people thought I exaggerated too. They think how can one person have that much control over other? Yes they all divorce themselves from their actions. They would never admit anything. They tell the world they are pure as the driven snow. "I don't control anyone!", my mother would exclaim and call everyone calling her out as "crazy". I had to be outside of the whirlwind to see the patterns, the plays and the deep manipulations. I see through her games now and I could see with the flying monkeys she is in her game night and day. Five Hundred Pound Peephttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05862707335431442713noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-650289478442133391.post-88197774047290226572014-09-25T20:57:05.127-07:002014-09-25T20:57:05.127-07:00I know I feel the same way, Q, if only I knew then...I know I feel the same way, Q, if only I knew then what I knew now. I told one friend, I'd lose myself in a big city at the age of 5 and suddenly forget my name, and commit very youthful fugue and amnesia. Perhaps the narcs wouldn't have looked for me too hard.<br /><br /> if I was to go back in time. I'd take a spin of the foster care roulette system then what I had to deal with. When kids cried over their parents getting divorced, I used to think "I wish!' because one of them at a time was easier then two. <br /><br />So sorry your mother hounded you over your father's death, and that is horrible. Yeah sounds like she over-reached to lie about him and try and ruin his reputation. There you can see some of her darkness, the worse thing to say to any young person whose parent faced that. They don't mind speaking ill of the dead if they remember their existence at all. <br /><br />LOL thanks for the crazy family crown. I always figured I was living in a Kafka novel and things were insane. With this aunt there are more stories I could tell too. I am glad you do not feel so alone. Hey your blog helped me too, not think I was the only one out there. <br />Five Hundred Pound Peephttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05862707335431442713noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-650289478442133391.post-52119214540524490132014-09-25T18:52:32.624-07:002014-09-25T18:52:32.624-07:00Wow. What a story! So interesting and the images a...Wow. What a story! So interesting and the images are perfect. Too much to say on this one, but the first thing that comes to mind is the narcs have imprisoned this aunt and she is living in fear; one false move and it's back to the psych ward for her. Given Aunt Confused's history she likely knows she is treading on thin ice and has to obey narc rules or get incarcerated - the Mafia will come for her! I wonder if she understands, or even cares, that she's already serving a sentence. Her freedom is illusory. Narcs are powerful when they ban together. They destroy the mental health of their victims and then exploit that vulnerability by lording over their victim with threats to lock them up if they don't fall in line. The cruel irony is the narcs are really the crazy ones. <br /><br />Honestly, I would take real prison over a narc prison any day. At least in real prison I would still have some semblance of human Rights and I would still have my dignity. Non ACONs can't comprehend the strength it takes to break free of the evil narc cult with a sense of self intact.<br /><br />What a fascinating look at generational narc abuse. Keep going, Peep.Lisettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00126679148325637594noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-650289478442133391.post-78603462577250587352014-09-25T17:53:42.721-07:002014-09-25T17:53:42.721-07:00I am glad to see you don't pull any punches. P...I am glad to see you don't pull any punches. People think we exaggerate when we talk about a narcissist destroying our whole family. My mother was so good at divorcing herself from the direct result of her actions it is hard to tie cause and effect. Only in hindsight can I chart the whole trajectory of her destruction. But to an outsider her destruction will always be something easy to explain away. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-650289478442133391.post-3603581682392282792014-09-25T13:34:28.223-07:002014-09-25T13:34:28.223-07:00What I wouldn't give to go back and relive my ...What I wouldn't give to go back and relive my childhood again, but as an adult. There is so much that didn't register on the crazy meter until I got older. That and I wouldn't have tolerated half of the crap I tolerated from her. The one and only time my mother actually gave me clarity on something, was with my fathers death. She was telling me how she thought he was crazy all along. I said to her Nah! not crazy. Just because he took a gun and went into the yard and......mmmmm .....nevermind. Of course the context around her comment wasn't about what she had done to drive him to that extreme. She had some weird lifetime exemption on accountability for everything she did. In my family my mother set us all off our rockers at one time or another. For good or bad, her effect was to drive us to turn it back on ourselves rather than to act out on outsiders. <br />I think my mother badgered me with my fathers death to imply I was just like him or that I was weak like him. She also ginned up some fabricated story about him being a peeping tom. It was from so far back any corroborating witnesses are long dead, <br />Pigs Head?!?!<br />I have to hand the crazy family crown right over to you. LOL<br />I certainly don't feel so alone now that you are revealing more of background. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com