I think a lot of artists are different. We're often sensitive, sometimes with struggles, hard histories, insecurities. A lot of us are empaths.
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I feel like I've been a dumping ground too. Sometimes I think I attract men who initially want to "feed" off my energy and artistic success, as well as my positives. But then they turn on me.
I feel like I have these exact same problems. I'm a very artistic and empathetic person as well. I'm highly sensitive. Life experiences are more intense with me than they are for other people.
I've come to the conclusion that I am narcissist bait because I'm successful, educated, and most importantly, I feed the narcissist's need to have someone who is "unique" and "above the rest" because I'm just different from the crowd. The same traits that make them drawn to me make them threatened by me later on, when they figure out that I might be able to outdo them at certain things. With my exBPD, he loved that I was worldly and had traveled a lot, but found himself feeling inadequate when I asked him about his own experiences. In that kind of context, any positive soon becomes a negative; I win him points when he compares his girlfriend to other people's girlfriends, but he pales in comparison when he compares himself to me. Yes, it is a losing situation. I've come to realize that I need to date someone who is similar to me in education and success to avoid this pitfall. I never really cared about a guy's financial attainments before, but every time I've dated a man who made significantly less than I do, it has ended badly, in part for the insecurity it caused. I know this probably sounds really stuck up, but it's unfortunately been the truth in my experience. I am not even unusually well-off -- I'm solidly middle class. And frankly, I didn't think the men I've dated were beneath me, either. One had a doctorate. Another had a masters. Another one had successfully run his own business for over 20 years. All of them were brilliant. And all of them found me threatening.
The typical 2.5 kids and greige house on a cul-de-sac with a dog and toys in the yard does nothing for me. It seems like guys who are so-called stable and normal want that. The guys who don't so often have a grab bag of issues, and often a big chip on their shoulders. It makes me wonder about cats as life partners
