I am the child of a narcissistic father and a co-dependant very sweet and kind, but unfortunately also very enabling mother. I am still learning the "Narc terminology", bear with me! I won't be going into detail here, no reason to waste your time with that.
See, my brother was a very normal, average person. As far as I can tell, he seemed to experience emotions normally and was generally a loving person. My absolutely favorite to be around when I was younger. He is older than me and made almost the same experiences with our father that I made. He once told me, in a very long rant (which I now completely understand was mere projecting) how he is sooooo different from him and that he simply hates him. I don't. I just don't care any longer and that's simultaneously the best and the worst I have to offer. Fast forward - When he, my brother, entered his 20s, he made a 180° turn in character. These days I would say he simply lacks any at all, is now a spitting image of our father. After multiple attempts to violate me, I completely cut all contact. He could not handle that and seems to have been taunted by his inner circle of people for that and has since then tried to creep back into my life. First by being superficially charming and manipulating, then by threatening me. Not a chance, though.
Did our father sculpture my brother into this? Or did he only plant little seeds which then only blossomed because my brother actually decided to water them? Genetic predisposition? Creepy coincidence? Traumatic brain injury? I heard it all. If you are a narcissist, in hindsight; was there a defining moment for you? Or was it an accumulation of narcissist injuries? Or do you think you were born the way you are now? Any input would be appreciated.
I am an Aspie and have Avoidant personality disorder. And I am now in this age, my early 20s. Recently I have been reading a lot on here and saw quite a few people make the connection between AVPD and NPD; saying Avoidant PD could be seen as "soft narcissism" and whatnot. Someone even pointed out that AVPD people fit the mold to become narcissists later in life perfectly. I found it deeply offensive and turned off my computer. About two hours later, I felt really silly because of this. On an intellectual level, completely seperate from my personal wounds, this of course is an incredibly fascinating connection to make. And so I resumed the reading. All this comes down to is me wondering if I should be afraid of my own shadow.