Both my parents are hard-core narcissists. The worst was always my Dad. He had real rage issues that he refused to own up to. Worse than that, he would gaslight those around him. The whole time I was growing up, he was always telling me I was an out of control rage machine, when there were no incidents to corroborate that. It all made sense one day when my Mom clued me into something that happened when one of my sisters was a toddler. My Dad smacked her so hard they thought she might die. Apparently it scared him pretty badly. After that, he couldn’t deal with his own anger, and displaced it onto me. Guess it was easier to blame others than deal with his own issues. It’s been over 20 years since I cut off all contact with my family. So nice to have that influence gone from my life. Have a beautiful day!