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Narcissism is one of the more misunderstood terms of our time.
We’re so aware of the bad narcissist - one whose overweening pride leaves them no room
for empathy or kindness - that we are at risk of missing the central role that narcissism
should play in the development of any healthy human.
None of us is able to thrive without a chance to deeply like ourselves.
As psychotherapy recognises, we universally require a dose of what is termed ‘healthy
narcissism’, a sense of our lovability and rightful place in the world bequeathed to
us via the approbation of kindly and enthusiastic care-givers in our early years.
In our haste to condemn selfishness and pride, we miss out on the primordial importance of
self-esteem and confidence generated by love.
If we analyse his situation from a clinical point of view, the mythic Narcissus didn’t
get fixated on his reflection to the exclusion of others because he loved himself too much;
a good deal more poignantly, he did so because some form of early deprivation had bred in
him a need to manically keep checking in on himself in a doomed search for a value he
evidently couldn’t believe in.
Without adequate approval, we develop what is known as a ‘narcissistic wound’ - a
feeling of profound inadequacy in relation to elements like our looks, our status or
our intelligence.
As wounded people, we will then keep being drawn - despite ourselves - to scenarios that
scratch at our perceived flaws.
We’ll be alive to every criticism about us, we’ll pick partners who can’t reassure
us and we’ll anticipate - and thereby often precipitate - the end of anything positive
or kind.
We hear too much about a character who grows evil and selfish because they think too well
of themselves.
The reality is far more complex and sad.
Everyone needs to be adored and will suffer immensely if they are not.
We should strive to become more conscious of our narcissistic wounds and try to salve
them through intense doses of the very same sort of love whose original absence created
them.
As we need to keep reminding ourselves, no one ever grew ill from too much love.