Hello my friends. Today in my quest to heal, and help you heal, childhood trauma from narcissistic parent abuse, I'm going to expose gaslighting things people I call blind guides, say. I'm going to show you how to recognize invalidation openers in the first few words they say. Because it's not just narcissistic parents that cause us pain. We are re-traumatized every time someone pooh-poohs our experiences or toxically defends our parents' abuse. This gaslighting (denying our reality) can occur when we are children in the throes of abuse right up to our now, decades later. Here's how to know blind guides by what they say.
Societal amnesia denied narcissistic parent abuse
"There's someone in my head but it's not me.
And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear.
You shout and no one seems to hear."
The Teflon clad Narcissist
- She loves you, she just doesn't know how to show it.
- You have to understand...
- Oh, c'mon it isn't that bad.
- You're just too sensitive. (compared to an insensitive, highly oversensitive narcissist)
- You have to forgive, because family...(trans. the victim must to all the work, again).
- Let bygones be bygones. Except the narcissist never lets anything go!
Shady Double indemnity
The silence of the sisterhood
"the tap-dancing child abuser of a mother and an absent emotionally distant father."
Sometimes outsiders see more clearly than we see ourselves. Sidda may have subconsciously been wanting it seen. Her play opened a can of childhood trauma worms. This may have been her banging on the door of collective amnesia. And then blind guides who say things like
- You don't know the full story. (as if that will "explain away" abuse)
- Times were different then. (but abuse was still abuse)
- I don't remember much. (because you were drunk, high, or didn't care)
- It's how we did things then (knowing that they were neglecting their own kids too)
"We're not blaming them for letting it happen, we're blaming them for pretending it never happened."
Song of Sidda Lee
"We're not blaming them for letting it happen, we're blaming them for pretending it never happened."
And then she calls out her mother Vivi for the narcissistic mother she is, regardless of her own traumas. Sidda is addressing what all childhood trauma survivors wish they could say to and of the narcissistic parent.
"I'm sick of this whole center of the universe, holier than thou, nothing is ever enough. Oh how I've suffered, nobody understands me. Somebody fix me a drink and hand me a Nembutol, worn out Scarlett O'Hara... thang!"
We get our parents suffered but that was no excuse for taking it out on us. And perpetuating it the cycle. But that's what narcissistic parents do. They DARVO (deny, attack, reverse victim offender) on their kids! And Sidda proves to the Ya-Ya Sisterhood their own complacent complicity, when she says
"She should have just stayed gone. But then y'all dragged her ass back here again and all she did was drink until we all went away! I mean Y'all should know, since you were the ones mixing the drinks!
The sweet southern DARVO
Once all is revealed about Vivi's backstory, the Ya Yas still make it all about the narcissistic mother. DARVO strikes again. Deny, attack, reverse victim offender. The priest gave her the Milltown, that why she was abusive and locked up in an institution. Shep was to blame, the war, her parents, everyone but herself.
But she was always endangering them, making Sidda take care for the little kids when they were sick. Driving off in the night with the kids, drunk off her butt. Deserting them for a lost weekend in a hotel. We're supposed to feel so sorry for the poor put-upon parent. What mother wouldn't run off with all that burden. Except she WASN'T burdened. She couldn't even feed the kids sober. Vivi was always so far up herself that he kids came a distant second. She resented her kids. And there reveals the narcissist. She very probably would have been like that if her childhood was perfect. I know because my parents, by their own admission, were cared for and loved.
Those passive-aggressive enablers
And let's not forget the enabler dad Shep, who the reporter accurately calls out as absent, abandoning, ignoring. Where was he when the kids were ill? "Hidden out in a duck blind clutching a bottle of Maker's Mark." Watching "helplessly, as his kids being abused. Feeling sorry for himself. And making his kids feel sorry for him too, as if HE is the abused one. That's secondhand abuse. But yet he's called the patient saint with his kindly hand-patting "bebe" schtick. Well, enabler men are more often seen as a figure of pathos than a co-participant in the abuse. We fail to see their feet of clay. Sidda is talking to them all when she blasts out:
"You all may have your little Ya-Ya scars, but that was nothing to what she did to me!"
"It wasn't so much what this 'collective blindness' toward abuse said, but what it DID NOT say. To a child, that silence isn't neutral; it is permission and social approval." --Marilisa
"La, la, la we don't want to hear you"
- Your mom has always been difficult (and this helps a child how?)
- "She's hurtin' too, bebe." (she sure is hurtin' me!)
- Your dad just hasn't grown up yet (!?) (making excuses, blame-shifting)
- They mean well, they're just immature. (weaponized incompetence)
- They're doing their best. (invalidation and gaslighting)
- Every family has difficulties. (whitewashing abuse)
- Hurt people hurt people. (No they don't. Narcissists hurt people.)
- We didn't know better. (sad Pikachu face)
- Rise above (as in get over it.)
- Two wrong don't make a right. (the gaslighting in this is so rife it's getting its own section.)
"If telling what happened is bad,
what happened must be pretty bad." --Marilisa
Twisted double back gaslighting
"If telling what happened is bad,
what happened must be pretty bad." --Marilisa
Rewrite the lyrics
Here's the B-side to our narcissistic parents' groove-worn song and dance. Here are some new songs to play.
- Hear the gaslighting broken record. Hear the excuses, the DARVO, the flipped scripts for what they are.
- Change the record. Instead of letting our narcissistic parents and their blind guides spin the tunes, let's pick a new one. Let's begin, like Sidda, calling abuse what it is.
- Be the change. Sadly, our parents didn't give us what we needed. So we must give it to ourselves. We need permission to be angry and grieve our childhoods.



