@Raffington55 Are you wanting Ms Fraser to silence herself?😂
Today’s instalment of the never-ending story is priceless! Just me sitting here, in my undies, in a beautiful room, just writing a short story (with no end, in case anybody is RUDE enough to enquire how it finishes), just photographing myself, just uploading it to SM, just commenting on myself and what I am doing. Soooooo funny. @Raffington55 you must never shut her up. When she's not actively hurting others, her posts are too hilarious!
The MN comments on attention-seeking are so on the money, though. I’m reminded of my kids when they were younger: “mummy, watch me do this”; “mummy, watch me do this”; “mummy watch me come down the slide”; “mummy watch me climb the tree”; “mummy watch me jump in the pool”; “no, that wasn’t the one. Mummy watch me THIS time”; “Mummy watch me again”; “mummy watch THIS one”; “Mummy, mummy, mummy”; “Mummy, WATCH ME!”.
It's fascinating that some adults do not seem able to grow out of this child-like desire for constant attention. I'm sure there will be psychological reasons behind it, which I would put down to nurture rather than nature.
Talking of attention seeking, take my narcissistic former neighbours. They may have been keeping rare-breed livestock in the (out of sight) buildings below our house. They MAY have been doing that. It MAY have been completely innocent. We preferred to ascribe more sinister motivations, and decided they had a pet gimp down there. At one point we realized that every evening when we turned off our bedroom light ready to go to sleep somebody would start up a loud, revving, truck and drive noisily down past our house to see to something, then within 5 or 10 minutes drive back past again, with further loud engine revs. Possibly locking in the livestock for the night. Possibly. We got to calling this activity “feeding the gimp”. And we started to wonder. Why did they have to feed the gimp the second we put out our bedroom light? Why? Why would they do that? Obvious really. For attention, of course. The narcissist thrives on it. They cannot live without it. The specific timing of the gimp feeding was just another way of trying to get our attention, annoy us and negatively impact on our peaceful enjoyment of our home.
One day I decided I would resolve the gimp feeding activity and regain control of how and when we got to sleep, and so, when my husband was working away for a few days I put on the bedroom light at the usual time, slipped back downstairs, slept on the sofa in front of the fire. I left the bedroom light on all night. Four days of that seemed to sort the problem, and any further occasional gimp feeding/lights off synchronisation was put down to pure coincidence.
I’d love to know how long the narcissistic half-wits stayed up for on that first night! Shame I didn’t encounter them the next day, as I could have asked them if they’d had a good night’s sleep! 😂😉