Hello from San Diego! Due to my criticism of the current US president, I am no longer welcome at R*ddit, so I hope we can get conversations going here.

I wasted my tween and teen years in a family consisting of my narcissist, alcoholic mother, Golden Child insufferable little brother, and passive enabling stepdad. Here is just a part of my story.

I was kept from doing anything outside of school; nMom proudly told everyone she was an "overprotective mother" though GCBro got to run wild. And of course, she called me every name in the book because I wasn't "normal" and social. Where and how would I have had any social opportunities, when my curfew was whenever school ended? And the kicker: the house was used as a warehouse for their used book business, so I was unable to have anyone over anyway.

Fast forward to senior year. After years of being told "no girl will ever date you," now suddenly it's "you're going to prom, right? Don't embarrass me by not going to prom!" I pointed out that I couldn't get a date. You know, I probably could have. There was a girl who sort of liked me. But then I explained to nMom what prom entails. I'd need a tuxedo, probably a limousine, definitely a nice dinner somewhere.

Her response: "Balls!" Then she outlined my big prom night. I'd wear a light blue leisure suit. Stepdad would drive us in the family car (a 1973 Chevy Vega). Not a lot of money needed to be expended on the likes of me.

Needless to say, I declined. And to push the knife in a little, I went to my usual karate workout as if nothing were different. So what did nMom do?

SHE OUTED ME. One of her coworkers was the mother of one of our nicer football players, and nMom told her I didn't go to prom because I was gay. I got funny looks and not-quite-aggressive double entendres for the rest of the school year, and was relieved to graduate and start college (I was still only 17 and so couldn't go anywhere).

So that's one of many egregious harms done me by a narc. I was outed by my mother and I'm not even gay.