by The Lone Ranger » Sat Nov 18, 2006 3:30 am
My hpd definately believed that she was special. She thought that she was special, because she supposedly had one of the world's rarest blood diseases (Glanzmann's Thromblasthenia) and also because she was supposedly fluent in four different languages.
And yes everything is about them. They will put up a front that others are better than them, but their actions are the opposite. In fact, my hpd's final e-mail to me was entitled, "Thank you for everything you have done for me." The first paragraph of the letter was about how she couldn't move on without me. Then at the end of the letter she admitted that everything was her fault and gave me a token "sorry." What kind of person other than a selfish hpd talks about her pain before being contrite about all the pain she has caused me.
And yes they need to be complemented all the time. Sure they will praise and worship the person they are with, but this is only because they want to be complemented ten times over in return. In fact, I spoke to my hpd through msn messenger after our break-up (this was on accident, because she had previously told me that the screenname was her father's. I wanted to tell her father about her disorder, so I created a fake hotmail account, just in case the screenname was actually my hpd's or another guy that she might've cheated on me with. I added the screenname to my contact list and sure enough it was not her father's screenname, but my hpd's secondary screenname.)
I was somewhat surprized (not that much though because my hpd lied about everything), and didn't know what to tell her. I had to talk to her though, because if I just deleted her she would have most likely known that it was me, so I decided to pretend that I was just some girl who was looking for a guy. I told her that I added her by mistake and that I didn't want to bother her, but instead of letting me go my hpd instantly tried to be best friends with me and told me that I seemed like a good person, etc. I kept telling her I was a shy, boring girl, but she kept trying to boost me up. She however, also wanted me to complement her. She would ask me things like, "Do you speak another language?" Just so she could tell me that she spoke four langauges and be complemented. She would bring up several more topics that she wanted to brag about. After I gave her little reaction and did not seem impressed, she told me that she had to go. This was just a few minutes after she told me that she was bored out of her mind and wanted to get to know me.
My hpd was also the supreme optimist and from what I have read most hpd's are. She lived a fairytale life. She told me that she traveled all over the world (England, France, Australia, Japan, Sweden, Russia, Thailand, US, Canada, Korea, etc.) and that she wanted to be a professor and that she wanted to run her own translation company, which were impossible because she was going to a community college and her English was mediocre at best. She told me that her father was going to buy her a new BMW, which was also hard to believe, because she always complained about how poor her parents were.