Narcissists are addicts.
But not always in the way you expect.
The one I was with?
He wasn’t just addicted to alcohol or nicotine.
He was addicted to everything.
Exercise.
Control.
Chaos.
Me.
Our dogs.
Porn.
Sex.
He claimed he was addicted to sex since he was six years old.
Said it like a confession—
But it was really a manipulation.
A setup.
A built-in excuse to blur every boundary and justify every urge.
There was no healing.
Just grooming.
And when he couldn’t be around the “bad” addictions?
He didn’t get better—
He just shifted them.
If he couldn’t drink,
He’d do hours of cardio.
If he couldn’t smoke,
He’d obsessively weightlift.
If I didn’t worship him,
He’d spiral.
If I didn’t perform emotionally or physically,
He’d withhold, punish, or chase the next hit—
From validation,
From attention,
From porn.
His whole life was a transfer of addiction.
But that wasn’t recovery.
It was compulsion.
It was emotional possession.
And it consumed everything in its path.
Let’s be clear—
Narcissists aren’t just addicted to substances.
They’re addicted to attention.
To ego strokes.
To sex.
To domination.
To whatever gives them control over others.
And if you’re close to them?
You become the addiction.
You become the fix.
The dopamine hit.
The object.
Until there’s nothing left of you but a worn-out supply.
This isn’t love.
It’s obsession.
It’s a black hole that devours your joy, your voice, your soul.
And no matter how much you give,
It will never be enough.
Because narcissists don’t want connection—
They want consumption.
If this feels familiar, you are not alone.
You weren’t crazy.
You were targeted by someone who never wanted to love you.
They wanted to own you.
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