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Starving in a Land of Plenty
Understanding the Hunger Within to Achieve Wholeness
Both the empath and the narcissist have the hunger, but they deal with it in very different ways.
One of the first things that bound me to my narcopath was the familiar hunger we both carried with us. It was as if our lives consisted of always standing outside the banquet hall, starved and emaciated, freezing in the rain and snow, not understanding why there was never space at the table for us, always needing nourishment but receiving only crumbs. I knew he understood that hunger. I thought we were the same.
But I am an empath, and he is a narcissist-sociopath. Before I fully understood the dynamic, I knew it was a match driven by something more powerful than we could resist.
My narcopath ex-husband was empty in a way that was very different from my own emptiness. His quest for fuel was insatiable and tragic, but I only required one source — him.
The constant need for external validation, for eyes and ears to hear and see, the thirst for attention and affection, the hunger to feast on their adoration — it all consumed his life and destroyed his authentic self. He could not survive without his many sources of fuel and supply; I could not…
