Thought I'd elaborate. I'm feeling garrulous 
I'm living in a VERY small, isolated rural town where the only single men are either out with their sheep/tractors all day, or drunk all day, or both. There's one guy I keep bumping into, who is v.attractive by all normal physical standards for our age - but I keep bumping into him, so he's at an uncommonly loose end too, iyswim.
Anyway, I didn't do whatever it is I usually used to do to reel them in. Well done, me. As a result, I ended up in a random conversation with a bunch of people including him. I noticed two things: [1] He keeps dropping in remarks about How Badly Abused He Was As A Child (quite badly, fwiw) - then pointing out that It Didn't Do Any Lasting Harm, Look At Him, He's Fine. Eeek! [2] He never enquires about the others. Everything he says is either about him, or is a plonking statement - his opinion, stated as fact.
Yup, he's a narcissist and a twat.
I'm pleased to report he actively avoids me now - since I replied to one of his abuse stories with "My dad did the same. That's why I'm in therapy." Everybody else laughed; he didn't. However, I don't think telling a bunch of comparative strangers I had an abusive childhood is the best way to engage romantic interest from a sane, happy man - though there weren't any around on this occasion. But all this psychotic living and intensive mind-digging has left me with a somewhat antisocial tendency to cut straight to the quick!
I honestly have no idea how to engage an unfucked-up man, romantically speaking. I'm sort of hoping it'll figure itself out as time goes on (and I progress). I suppose the best thing is, I'm no longer bothered about it. That's good, isn't it? Is it? 