Deflecting Narcissistic Hoovering during Low/No Contact – Letters to the Narcissist

So here I am finding myself in the midst of a hoovering attack by my narcissistic partner of over 20 years. Rather than starting my story at the beginning I decided to begin right here, where I am right now, in the ever so present moment.

I had the break up conversation with you exactly 3 weeks and 1 day ago today. Prior to that conversation, I educated myself in great depth about narcissistic personality disorder and many different solutions and advice available through books, podcasts and websites on how to deal with someone like him. I believe actually realizing that you have a disorder (without official diagnosis, of course) led me to believe that change is not likely and all of my previous attempts at changing things between us were nothing but parts of the vicious narcissistic abuse cycle and never resulted in lasting positive improvement. The sadness and pain that I experienced throughout the relationship has me continuously seeking solutions to better myself in order to better “us”, as I began a long time ago to see myself as “deficient” and somehow “not worthy” of true love and affection and companionship and healthy human communication.

You are now attempting to gain back my love by having long conversations, in which you take some responsibility (amazing!), though usually just deflecting it to other outside influences, like your work commitments, which “made me a monster”, but really therapy sessions where you talk about himself and your pain which caused you to behave in unacceptable ways toward me. You say your behavior is inexcusable. You apologize and ask me to go to therapy with you. You say you are not sure if life is worth living for you any more. If your battles are worth fighting for without me in your life. You try to generate an emotional response from me by making me feel bad and sorry for you and at times you attempt to get me to take responsibility for “my part” in the relationship, as I surely played a role in this as well. I listen. I realize that this is not real. I have made excuses for your behavior most of our lives together, justifying things for myself and others but I will no longer do that. I have heard the words from you before, beautiful words, expressions of deepest love, but you do not treat a loved one this way. LOVE IS AN ACT, I read somewhere recently. It is not simply words. Words were not true before and they are not about to be true now, as you are not the man of your word. This I know. This is the truth I believe in because I know who you are beneath all the lies.

I know who you become once the doors are closed and there is nobody to impress. When you speak to me, I employ the “grey rock method” which comes naturally, suprisingly. I stare at things in nature while you talk at me and focus on the glistening tree sap frozen in a rainbow covered drop across from where I sit. You do not want to listen, you just need to get things off your chest, as you say, because you are all about you. I think you also want to elicit an emotional response from me, but you won’t. Because I have conspired with the sap, and we are friends, and I will not get emotional in front of you. I am strong and courageous as a rock and you are not used to it. You send me emails that you now get it, that you understand, that we need to talk. I am not responding. You send texts with wishing me a beautiful day and funny emojis. I only respond about kids’ arrangements. You send me boxes from amazon containing yoga gear and meditation supplies. I tell you I do not need things. You have done everything that Hoovering is according to multiple books I have read on the subject, and continue doing it. You are not accepting No Contact/Low Contact as you continuously try to contact me, which means that you once again have no respect for my wishes and are trying to control the situation.

This is a very challenging time in my life, yet I believe better things will come. As I continue to wake up each morning without a narcissist in my bed, I do not have the heavy feeling of walking on eggshells around him and I am already able to create and maintain a beautiful relationship with my family, which you have tried to cut me off and create so much pain and conflict around. You did not succeed in that. And you did not succeed the kind, joyful, and compassionate person that I was created to be. I will grow and I will flourish and I will experience unconditional love and joy because I am worth it. Finding myself, working through the scars and the identity enmeshment that took place during our relationship, will take its time, and I am grateful for the lessons you have taught me. I also wish you so well. As a human being to another human being, a father of our children, I will always care for your physical and emotional health. I hope that this time in our lives, this separation, will also bring you to some soul searching and really push you to find your joy.


I am a love song

I am a love song

I am love song, baby

I am a love song but you don’t sing me anymore

And words they can hurt

They can hurt but the silence hurts harder

When it’s pointed toward you

Like an invisible bullet

And because nobody sees it you must play on

You must act strong

You must put on your smile and your happy face

And drive the kids and play with them

You must do laundry and clean the rooms

You must make breakfast all

While the bullet is digging inside

And the targeted silence seeps through and through.

But I am a love song

I am a love song baby 

A love song must have sound

A love song is beautiful and harmonious

A love song is happy and sometimes sad 

But always true.

Comparison culture, Easy money

We attach value to things based on what we know. Comedian Fluffy jokingly talked about his visit to Saudi Arabia when he got to meet the Prince and visit his palace. When the Prince took him to see the falcons, worth $100K each, he asked Fluffy “Would you like a Falcon?” So matter of factly, Fluffy laughed, like he was offering me a cookie. “Would you like a cookie? Would you like a falcon?” There is no difference in value of things to the Universe, one material thing is worth is much is another material thing therefore aligning one self with the Universal Knowledge and requesting what one wants should be just as easy as asking for cookie and picturing it melting in one’s mouth. Somehow it is much easier to picture eating a cookie than it is having a million dollars. Our minds are conditioned our entire lives that some things are hard, difficult to obtain and require a lot of work. But a thing is a thing is a thing. Money is a bunch of paper. Checks are a bunch of paper.

It is easy to get sucked into the competitive culture of one-upping. Constant comparisons of who lost their baby weight the fastest, who is now “half their size”, whose kid is the cutest, who’s vacationing where, who got a new car are omnipresent in today’s culture through magazines, tv shows, and especially electronic applications like Facebook and Instagram. Though it isn’t bad for one’s self-esteem to be inspired by others, the unhealthy competition fosters feelings of lack and scarcity. I do not have as much as the Fosters, I do not look as good as J Lo after having my baby, I cannot afford that beautiful outfit she is wearing, I will never lose this weight and look like that. The truth is you can! Quit your FB and IG, if you need it for business keep it for that purpose only, but stop reading articles and news stories that make you feel bad and give you negative emotions. There is absolutely no purpose for that and it does not change anything. Reality and what you do/feel about it are two separate things, not related to each other except in one’s head.