DoNM

daughter of narcissistic mother

November 10, 2011

The ultimate writers block?

Brook / DoNM, narcissism, relationships / healing, stumbling blocks /

I have spent the last year writing a book about what it was like being an average little girl growing up with a mother who was the walking definition of Narcissistic Personality Disorder. Repeatedly I would get curious about the competition I would be up against and research for similar books. I couldn’t find any. […]

September 15, 2011

Scapegoat vs. Golden Child – a difference in entitlement

Brook / DoNM, narcissism, relationships / entitlement, golden child, scapegoat /

If I had to come up with one word that sums up the difference between a child designated as the scapegoat versus the child designated as the golden child it could only be entitlement. My brother was brought up with the belief he was entitled to everything; not just everything, the best of everything. While […]

June 20, 2011

DoNM: We need a get together

Brook / DoNM, narcissism /

Having a narcissistic mother isn’t the only loss I’ve suffered. I lost my only child in 1999. About year after that I found an organized group of parents who had lost only children and was having a conference in Washington, DC. I can’t tell you how healing it was for me to talk to other […]

May 30, 2011

Daughters of Narcissistic Mothers Web Sites

Brook / DoNM, narcissism / web /

I’m kind of glad/sad to find other sites with daughters with narcissistic mothers. Glad to get the validation of reading similar experiences and hurts while sad it happened to other people. Here are some of the sites I’ve found that either have good information or are just fun to read. Narcissists Suck is a well […]

May 9, 2011

Daughter of narcissistic mother (DoNM)

Brook / DoNM, loss, narcissism, relationships / golden child, scapegoat /

I want to try to take a shot of explaining what it’s like to be a daughter raised by a narcissistic mother since I’ve found it isn’t easily understood by the vast majority of people who were raised in far less dysfunctional households than I was. Long before I came along my mother had decided […]