A narcissist is broadly defined, not just as someone overly concerned with their own appearance, as per the over-simplified Greek myth, but as someone who takes advantage of others to reach their own goals, expects to be recognized as superior without having superior accomplishments, is envious, power-hungry, and lacks empathy on a scale nearly as grandiose as his or her ego by the standards of the DSM-IV.
By personal hapless knowledge, I would include it’s a person who just cares in regards to you insofar when you are satisfying their particular (frequently impractical) requires, an individual who is privately happier if you are less than them–unless it impacts the availability of your assistance in their mind of course.
In reality, to fall in deep love with a narcissist is simply to look lovingly to the straight straight straight back of the mirror–a that is mental defended by barbs.
Once I fell deeply in love with one, it absolutely was among the unhappiest times during the my entire life. The paradox had been that we’d lured him when you are narcissistic myself –playing the part of dominatrix to their submissive–only that I was the one on my knees for him to soon switch the power dynamic so.