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I had something she wanted, Money and status, and when I started to withhold those from her, because I was starting to see the cracks, she got desperate and grew to contempt me. Until the time she got the things out of my house was a battle for control and manipulation. She texted me through her friends phone after I blocked her pretending to be the friend and giving every excuse whey only she could come get her things and that her father was dead, and she had to come at 4am in the morning. I had to go to the police and threaten her that I would pursue extortion charges.

She came the next day on her time and she left with the money, clothes, and phone she had manipulated out of me. I was out in nine weeks. It turns out she is actually 19 years old, after pretending to be She smeared my name, and told everyone I was abusing her and that the she aborted the baby. I am still working to rebuild my reputation. She is a master manipulator. I fear the damage she will be capable of when she is 27 when she learns to be less sloppy, and more disciplined.

She could have gotten everything from me within a year, I would have had bought us a house, and who knows what else. Do your diligence and act stupid and loving until you have the truth. This place keeps me sane and on track. My wings are getting stronger everyday. At 54 I have my doubts that a healthy loving relationship will find its way to me, but one always has hope….

I feel the same way!

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I thought I found my prince charming, even got engaged! I got a text message and refuses to talk to me and defriended me, no contact at all. After 6 weeks I am stil reeling, in therapy 2x a week and still would consider taking him back although I know hes an ass! My heart and head just cants separate. At 54 in a few months, I cant imagine in my little town that I have options and a healthy future. My cinderella story was just that with out the fairy tale ending and I am devastated. I was dating a man like this for about two months. What started off as extreme and abrupt over-the-top attention and affection, gradually progressed into sudden, overnight withdrawal and then abuse.

First he pulled away blaming me for every minor thing, then he came back apologizing, but still also blaming me. After that, the same pattern emerged again, only worse. Promises to text or call and never actually following through, cancelling a date last minute only to re-confirm again and then cancel again, the same night.

Accusing me of overreacting when I called out his constant pattern of making plans and then bailing on them without any explanation. And when he ended things blaming me again for everything, I was still begging him to come back. Wow, never again. This article was a real eye opener. This was enlightening.

After an 18 year relationship and 16 year marriage, 35 days ago I learned my husband was having multiple affairs, one lasting ten years.

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No remorse shown although he will say he has destroyed our lives. I see why though…he feeds off this as well. He did most all of these things in the article as this cycle occurred over and over and over again. Not engaged in family life, did most everything by himself, very self-absorbed. He could be loving and responsive but that is usually when he is the center of my or someones attention. As we move through the divorce process, I am realizing I need to distance myself as much as possible because he still tries to suck me in and succeeded a couple times.

I hope and pray that he recognizes this, and although many say there is no cure, that he too is restored. Uff, Dominika. Very sad to hear that. He left without a word, blocked me on his phone and cut all contact. If I tried to end the relationship he made it look as if I was crazy and he had to leave me. I want to warn the next one who he has just slept with, after a week from making me feel special. Reading all these comments and information has reinforced my fears for months but I blame my self for being so weak.

I too begged for him to come back like an addict after their fix. I need to concentrate on feeling sorry for him and elated for my escape. His parents just sit and watch them come and go and unfortunately I was on that list. The bafflement is how? How can one person cause so much pain. Was in an abusive marriage with a woman like this. Hit the discard phase and she cheated on me after 6 mostly horrible, abusive years.

Much like what is described above she had no empathy at all and not a clue what love meant. She discarded my love for the attention and flattery of pigs. Also counting myself lucky as I never had children with her, never bought a house and through some kind twist of fate my confidence and self-worth is still in tact.

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My Dad has emotionally abused two wives and discarded them- he is 83 and is now with a 55 year old woman. This article was a great reminder that as his daughters we are always targets. David J Riley. Addendum to my original post. Maybe my personality helped me to not get into it much more deeply and that kept her interested in me, because I was a challenge for a lot more time than all the people she had met previously.

She always complained that I was very hard to get to, that I did not show my emotions very often, that she was always there for me if I wanted to open up or if I wanted to be vulnerable. I need advise on how to respond to my soon to be ex-husband. He is now dragging this out for as long as he can to use every penny i have borrowed to fight him. Do i just give up and give in? Is there a way to play this with this sort of person so i can at least come away with a roof over my head?

I, too, was the victim of a narcissistic sadist — put me through the hoops in court, lied, manipulated the finances etc etc! He still pulls stunts that leave me baffled as to his cruelty. How anyone that does what he does and sleeps at night eludes me! But then when one can sit on the bench and deal out punitive life altering methods to average people and sleep at night it must be a piece of cake to abuse an ex and take pleasure in that abuse.

Documenting is everything and goes great in the eyes of the courts!! After 13 years of marriage!! Another thing that is keeping my sanity is what is called divorce care at a local church. I nearly got caught! Told me his wife was horrible to him and Oh I am ashamed to admit I believed him. He dumped me 25 years ago out of the blue and it took me 6 years to get over his cruelty. This time it took me 2 days to erase him. In those 25 years I became a doctor and learned all about NPD types. So when I got with him again I watched him closely.

I was on my guard and I cringed at all his love bombing tactics. I challenged him on an issue that hurt me and bang! He was gone but not before he lambasted my character and made out I was horrible to him. So I sent him the diagnosis of NPD and advised him to get help. Then blocked him from contacting me. I really pity all the people who get caught with this type of sicko. And there is usually no cure as they will never admit they are the problem. Now I can see that his poor wife was probably just another person on his long list of victims.

And what I think made things a bit different is that I never gave in completely because I always had my doubts. My belief is that I became her target because she thought I had money and as my last name is very unusual, confused me for someone with social status. We dated for two weeks before she proposed and I said yes. We got married two months later.

She showered me with gifts, compliments, fliers, etc etc etc. We got an apartment in a fancy neighborhood and at that time I was driving a very recent model European car and she was always showing it off. A year later we moved into a house and she got obsessed on converting it into a magazine- worthy model, which she did at the expense of getting into huge debt for which we fought almost everyday for a long time. In two years we built a very successful construction business on which at the beginning i handled the administrative part and she handled the operational part but a year later she got sick and I had to learn the trade and take over completely.

It was then that I realized that most of the time she presented herself as the brains of the business and the only owner. We fought for that reason and she said that it was because nobody liked me. She even got the nerve to say that it was thanks to her and that job that I got food in my table to feed myself and my two kids from a previous relationship.

It really hit a nerve and started to change my perception about her. Nothing would be good enough for her. Nothing was worthy enough. I would never work hard enough even when I worked hours a day, I even got called lazy. And after working all that time I was expected to take care of her because she was sick, cook meals, take kids to school, etc.

Where I got caught into this relationship was that she was very good to my kids and my family and worked really hard to improve our financial situation, to make everything better for everyone. She always made sure that the kids got some sort of vacation or time away during the summer.

I almost could say that she truly loved us but the disease won her over. By that time she had already been with someone for 7 months, I found out later. When I told her to stop lying and contacting me she got in a rage. After a few weeks she called crying and told me that wanted to come back, made all the promises she could and sadly, she convinced me and came back home. I did not believe what she said and did not expected her to change anything but still I tried for a few weeks. Later, I found out that she came back because she needed me to keep working with her and that after he moved back to my house she got back with this lady almost immediately but kept the facade that she was trying to fix things up with me for two more months.

Part of what made the decision of leaving her so difficult was that my older son was preparing for his first year of college and she made sure to be present at all times. She agreed but changed the strategy: this time she started sending me text messages early in the morning, calling me at all times, saying good night, basically being nice. It did not change my plans and finally last Friday I told her that whether she learned or not my part of the business it was my last day at work. About an hour later apocalypse unfolded.

She not only faked the whole fixing things up issue but she had been lying to her current wife. To me she was telling me that she wanted to fix things up, to her wife she was telling her that we had a strictly professional relationship. Her wife asked me to meet both of them without her knowing to unmask her and so we did. Did I love her? Yes, with all my heart.

Will I ever be the same? Definitely, not. Did I forgive her? I think I did but who I cannot forgive yet is myself. I lost my job, my self esteem, friends my money and myself because of this psychopath. I completely can relate to everything all of you are saying. I spent 22 years to my Narc,the whole time something always making me feel like I have never been his priority,he was a member of church,very intelligent-engineer,climbed the ladder like a breeze,He got promoted and his job then took him out and town frequently,I had helped him care for both of his parents at their passing, was an amazing stepmom to his older two daughters,treated him like a freaking king.

The two things I have always taken pride in who made a priority is my job as a mother And the other one was, the pride I had and took being a wife. And I have read where if you view guys mentioned you have any friends or anybody else, I wish there was a way we could help each other before the worst really happens.

But if you question yourself as who is the narcissist,You just have to ask him? Did you love that person with everything you were and had and are you the one suffering or have suffered over your heart completely broken and torn apart? He may have been on the receiving end of mine but it was beautiful and amazing the most spectacular and the most wonderful emotion I had ever experienced! Unfortunately people they suck the life out of you,Until they truly get bored with you or they can tell you so you can read them and then they run and find another source, Sad but true.

Bless you all. Greta, I too went through the same exact experince as you 32 years later. It truley breaks my heart seeing her flounder through life. I can only hope some say there will be a cure. Thank you very much for this article, which describes what I have been going through with incredible accuracy. At first, he was all over me, he kept the conversation going all the time and we had a lot of fun.

After a couple of months, he left my apartment after a normal date and literally disappeared from the face of earth. At the beginning things seemed normal, but after a while he was wishy washy, he even seemed irritated or uninterested at my attempts to contact him, and disappeared for long periods again. He found the way to contact me again and we went back dating in a way that was really nice and fitting for both. He was so suggestive that he made me believe that there was a way forward and that we would have soon become official.

He did so only in words of course, because in practice he was never committed to me. During what eventually became our last date, we were having a great night and we ended up quite drunk. He asked me for career advice a month later and I agreed to see him. After that meeting, we only had a brief text conversation initiated by me two days later and then nothing.

When we bumped into one another he completely ignored me. I blocked him on all social media, I started therapy and now I am trying to find the strength to move on. And, as you said, he liked me for my external projection, due to the fact that I am generally considered an attractive person and I have a good job in a reputable company.

At first I thought the issue with him was the grief after his previous break up, but now I know that the issue was him. This is a well written overview. Believe me, I Learned the hard way, more than several times in my adult life. Amazing how predictable and exact a romantic relationship with the Narcissist Personality Disordered NPD person relationship phases are described herein. Keep in mind that genders are interchangeable because relationships with somatic NPD females are essentially the same. It has been said that arguably, the most heart-wrenching element of having a narcissistic partner.

Nothing is real. Further, nothing was real. She makes your memories meaningless. They must always be plotting and scheming to keep the attention going. Often, they fall into the victim role to get what they want when your push back. They will use the love of their partner to feel sorry for them. They will cheat, lie and regret nothing. These partners blame and project their own insecurities onto their mates as this author states.

Narcissists hate to be loved and love to hated. They are so very cruel during the discard. She gets the greatest NS high during the discard phase when she has more than guy chasing her affections. They are soulless bots with no ability to feel empathy or compassion. End the relationship, go no contact, and never look back. You will get over them, but it takes time. I am just three weeks after disgard, though I feel now looking back, it was over about three weeks after it started, that was when he strated withrawing. He unfriended me on Facebook, would not respond to texts or answer the phone, refused to take me out after that time, we broke up many times during the 20 months I was seeing him.

He would vanish for days, sometimes weeks at a time without warning, he would tell me I imagined thing, misunderstood everything he said or did, misinterpreted things and was crazy and had nutty insecurity. I kept and keep trying to get him to admit what he did to me,, all I would like is a sorry. I know I wont get one, I guess I need to stop. He was in dating sites the whole time he was seeing me, would constantly refere to other women, some from the distant oast some more recently, some even currently.

I think he is seeing another, sadly a friend of mine. I read this and it sounds just like the guy I started dating the end of August.

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It seemed like a red flag. For the 3 weeks we dated he wanted to see me every day and kept wanting me to commit to him. He was very needy for attention. Then one day he vanished. I was confused how he showed that he loved me in that shirt time to not talking to me at all. So messed up. I have been entangled with a narcissist more than once and every time I think about any of them I am filled with rage so strong my body is on fire. I finally learned about myself and why I attract such people and then educated myself with anything and everything I could on how these people operate.

The education I got was so empowering! I can see a narcissist a mile away now, any form of them. No contact is the way to go for sure! There is no hope for them, none. You may as well as them to be a foot taller if you ask them to understand you or to change. They can sure try but they can never be a foot taller in reality, it is just how they are. I am no perfect Goddess who has no flaws and does nothing wrong. Very well written and you certainly have these types sussed. At least you are safe. Imagine all the women who get fooled at stage one. These NPD types should be tattooed with a government health warning as they go around hurting good people.

Amazing how predictable and exact a romantic relationship with the Narcissist Personality Disorderd NPD person relationship phases are described herein. Keep in mind that genders are interchagable because relationships with somatic NPD females are essentially the same. Often, they fall into the victim role to get what they want when your push back..

Narcissists hate to be loved but love to hated. They are so very cruel during the the discard. They are souless bots with no ability to feel empathy or compassion. You will get over them but it takes time. What I just read describes my son father down to a Tee! Me too! I just stumbled across this disorder. A divorce group I stay in touch with is having a seminar on this.

But, it got me to look it up. He lavished me with attention before we were married. In hind sight, when we got engaged there were spots of narcissistic behavior and control.. I ignored it. I loved him. Twice I thought I was having a nervous break down. Of course the weight gain made me feel it was my fault. He could talk circles around me…. Always made me feel like I was a little girl being punished by the principal. If I did try to defend myself, he would shut down and retreat back into the silent tantrum. All I wanted to do was make it better so I would profusely apologize.

I could go on and on…. I have now been separated for over 2 years. I love him. We have 3 grown children together. Now, he seems to be nicer to me. I thought maybe he sees what he missed out on and is remorseful…. Five years ago I met this wonderful woman — she was 18 at the time and I was We got together and started a relationship with each other. She was well and truly my everything and from the first few months in, we had started talking about our life together, marriage, kids etc.

She had a pretty horrible upbringing, no father in the picture and a step father who she hated, who hated her and would constantly argue, manipulate and be abusive to her mother. Her mother was very much the same, she would manipulate and fight back and also not be very nice to my girlfriend at the time.

When she was about 4, her mother took her to a hotel where she was having an affair with another man. Fast forward a few years and it just kept getting worse. Her relationship with her mother was always on and off, her mother would belittle her and basically held a sword over her at all times.

She lived with us for about three years — during that time we had our ups and downs I just thought that was the normal part of a relationship. We went away and I proposed to her and we started planning our wedding. We then decided to hold off on the wedding and buy a house. A year ago we bought a beautiful little cottage and after moving in we bought a puppy, a few months later and things started to go slightly awry — my father is an alcoholic and I work in our family business — it causes me a lot of stress at times but I do love my job.

Anyway, she started to become a lot more mean to me, she was extremely critical and controlling and would lay any relationship issue at my feet, citing that it was all my fault. About three months ago we had a row over absolutely nothing and she got up, walked out and stayed at her friends for two nights. She then came back and basically said she was going. I was a wreck, I begged and pleaded with her to stay, she said that no amount of therapy would fix me and I was destined to be depressed for the rest of my life ouch. She left the house and then about three hours later text me and said she wanted to come back.

She came home and then a week later, it happened again. The abuse started — she would text me horrible things, ring me and belittle me and dig away at what little self esteem I had left. It honestly took me to point where I wanted to kill myself and was seriously considering it. Everyone told me being away from her was the right thing, but the way she had been had throughout our relationship had made me doubt every decision I made and would always have to run stuff by her.

It was like being stabbed in the heart. Throughout the contact we had after the breakup, despite her being so hideously horrible to me, I still maintained that I loved her and that we could sort this and fix things I thought it was all my fault — I told her I would do anything.

I later found out that she had left the house hoping I would come and fight for her, she sat there every night expecting me to fight for her. She knew exactly how I felt — I honestly would have died for her. Fast forward two months into our breakup and I made the mistake of giving in to one of her late evening phone calls crying and telling me she missed me and wanted to see me. I went to her new apartment that she lives in with friends and we slept together.

I felt anxious the entire night. The next day we met up and spent the day together, she came back to our home and spent the night again, I felt incredibly anxious and spent most of the time crying to her about how depressed I was — I can honestly say I have no clue why I kept crying in front of her. I think I was so scared of her leaving again.

The next evening I stayed at hers and she told me that I needed to fix myself and then we could work on the relationship… I felt anxious and worried and so under pressure that I needed to fix myself to save us. The next morning I woke up in her bed with her and burst into tears. She kept texting away on her phone. I have decided that the best thing to do is nothing. I will not reply. I have been working with a therapist over the past few months and let me tell you this, she has literally saved my life. As hard as it is, as much as I still love her and think about her every second of every day, as much as I miss our wonderful sex life and our home together, I know that if I go back to her, I truly will be signing my own death warrant.

Except for the gender of our perspective mates, you have told half of my story. I have been on a anxiety riddled, non-compassionate existence, longing to be heard, held and understood by my boyfriend for years. The words he strings together for maximum humiliation has rendered me to thoughts of suicide at times. But I am better than that.

To NO avail. Last month, I came in to some extra cash. He was here standing on the porch. I have begged him to leave, he refuses. So, now I employ the gray rock method of silence. I pray I gain the courage to end this facade of a relationship. Good luck in your search for a worthy relationship.

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I read your story and i am happy that you made a way to go out from that abusive relationship. I can relate to that… i am living with narcissists myself.. My husband gives so little for our children but would give a lot more to his mother… financial manipulation a situation i can no longer take ;. Think about your kids think about how would u feel if god forbid that happened to them. Now that is an emotional roller coaster. Glad you made the decision to let go.

Oh God I couldnt bare to read your entry without cringing cause thats kinda how my ex husband was like. I have always had a lot of spunk but over the years he eventually drained me and I had nothing left but the sad, pitiful emotional me. I finally called it quits but because we have a 3 year old together I still have to unfortunately deal with him. I wish i didnt. I started playing bass guitar again, started gardening and going out doing things independently like i use to do before him.

I cant believe that over 18 years he made me lose my self confidence and independence cause he made me fear that if i did anything without him I couldnt handle it. Well im happy to say Im handeling quite well except i loathe the days we have to meet or talk because just like the article he pretends like nothing has happens, calls me babe, texts sexually innapproprite things and having to see him is like going to war.

After the meeting im exhausted from warding off mind fuckery…. Now I hear he might go to jail for something…. Hey man, I was with my gf for 9 months only, and it felt as though you litery described our relationship perfectly. What a world I did not know of… sorry for my english. The first 4 months were a dream, I felt hypnotised but did not realize it at that time. Now When I look back that first oeriod was too good to be true, and it was. We were so in love and it was like just the two of us in this world.

There were some red flags… he does not have ANY friends, did drink too much alcohol and I felt something was off but I good not get my head around it. If only I knew what I know now. Thank God for the internet. After this period I siad goodbye to him that morning, he telling me he would miss me so much he sent me a text saying that this is not going wel… huh? I got dumped because of something I said the night before. Ofcourse that was total bs but he was acyually goining in fase two again…if I just would have known! At that time I was totally shell shocked.

I did not eat or sleep and cried for days. Then he took me back and forgave me! I did some fine trauma bounding there but at that time I told myself he was just afraid of giving himself and it was going to be OK. The next months was sort of ok but he changed… and I wondered who he really was because he seemed to have more personalities.

He seemed jalous of me having a lot of could friends and was saying bad things about them. After 7 months of his unstable behaviour I found out he is having a second child with someone. I confronted him with this and he immediately discarded me. He told me I should have supported him immediately instead of accusing him.

He totally turned tables, he lied to me for a year about this child bit I was being not supportive. I am ashamed to say that I appologized for my bad reaction… that is how low my selfesteem already was. After two months we got back together again. The same pattern showed it self and I started looking om the internet about personality disorders and that is was is saving me now.

He discarded me again after he believed I was cheating om him bit now when he tries to return I now what he really is. An empty shell. I have therapy to recover from this terrible mindfuckpersona. Thank you all for sharing because I really felt utterly alone in this situation which appaerently not so uncommon…. I think mine dragged out the overvaluation stage for one pertinent reason; I was NOT interested at first for a variety of reasons, one being I was not ready to date due to issues in my life, the other was I was not attracted, the final being that there were red flags from the start to the level of her interest in me..

So slowly I acquiesced to the constant pressure to have a relationship most of which was her disregarding my repeated entreaties to stop pressuring me as I was trying to get my life back together before I could commit to a relationship. I expected, as a normal person would have, that in weeks she would reach out, apologize, and if not ask for me back at least explain that she freaked out when she got what she wanted and ran but still cared for me as much as she said.

That is a normal response, no? Not realizing I was dealing with a narcissist. And in reply to my email I got a generic pat on the head? That I could not wrap my head around until I found out what I had been dealing with. But I did get sucked into believing I had a relationship with someone who valued and cared for me for the first time in years and did have a connection so having it ripped from my life and finding out it never meant anything was hard indeed. She can return to what turns out to be a string of highly abusive relationships in her past emotional, sexual, physicial and repeat the cycle.

I refuse to. I start to see as I read more how I was just on the cusp of the overvaluation stage into the devaluation stage. I agreed to but came to my senses when i was about to lay down with her after pleasing her for hours and left, returning the key to her doorman. A red flag in a sea of red flags.

She assured me they did to her as well, she just needed to be asked officially to be a girlfriend??? Clearly in her mind it way more see below. Rapid Cycle Overvaluation? It worked for a few weeks as I had not opened up to anyone for a long time, but as I said in my letter to her what I am taking from it is that my heart is open. She can live inside that hideous twisted labrynth on her own and clearly she will for eternity. I too have been in an addictive type relationship, on and off for 12 years.

I am in the throw away part right now. I am taking advice to stay away, go no contact. This is difficult as i am a forever type person, who believes in possibilities, and forgiveness. Thanks o a wonderful marriage counselor who forsaw the recent split coming down main st. Learning to not be a codependent is my new goal. It is not easy. Showing love and caring for someone can go hand in hand. The difficulty grows as age and medical problems begins to creeps into ones life. I have had a small stroke.

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I also have seizures, related to multiple back operations. I did feel like i was being used, like a throw away item to be discarded,unwanted, unloved. My best wishes of many thanks to all who write here. This is a wonderful place to learn and to see first hand what others and self are going through. Thank you all. Thank you for writing this article. You hit all the pertinent points, I can see clearly now…. I met her online around 10 years ago. We texted all the time. We talked all the time.

Eventually, for reasons that always eluded me, she just stops talking as much. Always busy. Always an excuse. So she goes cold. Inevitably she hits me up X months later on. Never says a word about the prior engagement, even if I bring up things that happened and want to talk about. She agrees with every word I say. She loves talking to me. And goes cold again. This last time was very troubling and depressing for me.

I am stupid and start talking to her again, thinking she might have changed. So it begins again. We text all the time. We talk on the phone all the time. She says she loves me — well, at least when I tell her first, she agrees with it. As we have not met in person prior to this, I suggest we do, and she agrees. She agrees and does so — at least, she tells me she does. So, we meet, and seem to get along fine. When I fly back home, she and I continue to talk for a while and even plan to meet again after a month or so, this time in my city. Hours long convos at night. Always has an excuse.

The more I try to talk to her, the more distant she becomes. I walk on egg shells. I try in vain to get an answer, a response, anything, which only gets me silence. I apologize. I still get nothing from her. I closed my email account after this last time and blocked her number so she cannot hit me up again. All I wanted was to be with her and make her happy..

I should have known about the gigantic red flag from the start — the mere fact that she always comes back to me, despite being in a relationship already for numerous years. The fact that she always wants to be in control and that everything needs to be her way. This sounds like my exact situation… Is this woman from Texas?! Torture, but is I that need to stop drinking from the poisoned well. I had been there maybe a few months when I notice a woman walking toward me, I had never seen this woman before, I know people laugh but it was like cupid had actually shot me through the heart, I walked by her and my heart was literally pounding and felt like it was going to burst through my chest, as she walked by not even noticing me I stopped and turned to look as she now walked away, I thought is she visiting?

Not long after she came to work at the same branch as me, now normally I would have just left it at that and for my part I did, however I could not get this woman out of my mind and it was like she had thrown a hook in me and I was done for. I did get to know her and work with her from time to time but I never ever let on about my feelings, fast forward a few years and we both find ourselves working within the same office, actually opposite each other. So here I am now so close to this woman I had admired for so long and she is basically telling me she is unhappily married also saying at some point when the children are older she will leave him for a new life and close enough with me now to discuss her unhappiness and her longing and need for a loving man to share her life and give her the happiness she craves and it seemed I had peeked her interest as she had also started to heavily flirt with me, so I am now evaluating my own circumstances of the distance relationship to which my partner found it difficult to remain faithful and now the game had changed and here was the woman of my dreams giving me the signals that she wanted me or at least the flirting indicated she wanted me physically and have me wondering does she see me as the man who can make her long term dreams come true.

Although she has no formal education other than basic secondary school ed, she is quite a clever and can take to and complete her tasks both professionally and to a competent level. In all this time I never complained or put her under pressure to leave him as he had quite a temper and could turn moods at the blink of an eye and no matter who iin over 3 years she has never admitted to being in the wrong and has therefore never apologised for anything she is never at fault for anything and she has a way of blaming me and believe it or not making me feel guilty and doing all the apologising.

I immediately forgot all about what happened earlier and my heart over ruled my head and I believed her, she said she she was only flirting with him to take the heat of us, and yes you guessed it I swallowed the lot. And so the relationship continued with evidence cropping up from time to time that she was still in contact with him even after he left to go back to his original branch, she eventually took another job but insisted we stay in the relationship but this is were things really got bad, she hardly ever came to see me and the phone calls, video calls both chat and sexy stopped, the horny texts and loving txts stopped, said she was too busy in new job then I find she has been having cybersex with an ex colleague, this caused a break-up for a few weeks in which time I ACTUALLY TOOK THE BLAME FOR and ended up the one begging to give us another chance, the contact with me stopped yet she found time to have cybersex with this guy?

I already knew that my aunt has NPD but reading this made me realize that I was in a relationship for many years with someone who has NPD. My self-esteem was quite high when I met him. It was dragging the ground by the end of our relationship. I thought I was targeted because of low self-esteem. Reading this article let me know that it was the opposite. Thank yo so much! Thank you.. I will not be a victim!!!! I always thought I knew what narcissist was but thought it was self-love on a rather banal level. Until one day my daughter called my husband a narcissist while speaking to me.

I looked it up and found many articles on NPD. I was floored as it is my husband to a tee. He is also a pot addict. I cannot say this article follows our situation exactly…the discard phase is different. I want to leave. He bombards me with texts, never accepting responsibility for any problems. I am called every name in the book, shamed and embarrassed constantly. The way I was raised, the way my children were raised, that I am a liar I am not , that I am this that and the other…and I am not. He has walked a close walk with physical violence.

I have left for a day or three a couple of times now. I go back because it is easier than dealing with his constant texts and arguing. My friends would see some of his texts and warn me not to marry him. I thought they were not the normal and blew them off as a one-off here or there. He tells me I waste money I rarely spend on myself and once lit a dollar bill to make a point and threw it at me. Of course he claims he did not throw it at me and I was stupid for standing there like I would expect such a thing to ever occur. As usual, my fault.

He has me begging God every night to take me, please. I cannot stand this any longer. I have two adult daughters both happily married and 6 grandchildren. I too have described him as a Jekyll and Hyde. I have said he turns on a dime his moods. She told me when I moved in with him that she would keep a room for me if I needed a break. I should have seen that as a red-flag; instead I saw it as an odd statement.

I am 58 and know now that I am old, ugly, disgusting, unloveable, a liar…you name it. Even my own family hates me he has told me. Everything in the world is my fault. I make twice as much money as he does. His mom buys his groceries and his mom gives him money every month. She seems caring about me but then he tells her his bitches and she becomes appalled at me. And his bitches are distorted. I cannot stand it anymore. I called a domestic violence hotline and they told me that for him it is about control. They said in these cases it can rapidly escalate into violence.

Am I strong enough to leave? I am trying…but I remember how he used to be for the first two years I knew him and we were just friends. The two since marriage…a nightmare. I cannot please him. I iron his clothes for work for him and he complains about the color of shirt I chose. I can never do enough or be enough. I am sick at heart. My kids want me to leave. My mom wants me to leave. I just want to die in peace.

If he calls you a liar, it is HE who is the liar. There is so much more…. This is the only way to make the break from him… Change your number, move to an undisclosed location, and do not allow him into your life. Get away.. That was after a quick phase 1 and into phase 2. Luckily…i was aware of narcistic traits…but not NPD and did some research which saved my day! I re-read these articles to keep it fresh. This is what my son dad tells me. This man is never wrong about nothing. He definitely dont mind revisiting past relationships. I know I cannot go back to him.

He uses our son as an excuse to get to me. I am so thankful to know what he really is now. I personally suggest meditation, meeting the few honest friends you might still have and doing the 5 tibetan rites whenever you have 20 minutes by yourself, once a day. Be courageous and leave. Its never too late. Start by planning a safe place to move to then move away suddenly. Get a protection order and all legal help you can.

Get a proper divorce straight away. Always seen my mum be a victim like this and never been able to accept it. This is the kind of situation which can seriously end in a murder. I also have wanted to just die and get it over, make it stop. How can anyone human being be so crule and less? He just absolutely does not care.

I am scared that if I let them make him leave and not come back he will come in the night and set fire to my home which he has threatened or do something to my car, or come in and hurt me bad or worse. Everyday is like walking on eggshells…….. It is not as easy as just making him leave as I mentioned. It seems like there is no hope. I feel what was written is a story about me and my partner. I was with him for 39 years and separated from him 3 years ago. It did take me a long time to feel confident and happy again. I am new getting on with my life and enjoying it.

Thank you for writing this piece as it explains a lot to me. It was a year yesterday since our reunion in the UK after 30 years living separate lives. This anniversary had me once again thinking about him constantly, but I am resolved to stay strong and not make contact. It helps that I have suspected he is actually doing the same to another woman, who just happens to be another old school friend, I have noticed a similar pattern on Facebook to the one he used with me. I am definitely doing better thanks to counseling and also anti depressants. There has been a seismic shift in my happiness with my life and a part of me is always going to love him, despite what he did to me.

My advice to others is look after yourselves, Take the time to heal but you should probably expect he will never fully recover from such a blow by someone you have loved so hard. Found your site a couple of months ago and have been absorbing tons of information that has helped me a lot. My narc encounter was 31 years ago. Started with meeting at our workplace and relationship to marriage of 4 years. When she ended it the what did I do wrong was so overwhelming that was the hardest part still to this day but after reading I understand better.

You must remember back then no internet search!!!! I went to the library and found a book on called coping with shyness and in the back was a description of narcissism behavior and then things she said and did fell more into line giving me some solace. I never had the blaming and shaming part but the false image and entitlement ,grandiose postering were all evident.

It also brought out a instance she asked me while we were passing windows showing our reflection she asked if I liked seeing my reflection in the windows? I did not think much of it at the time but after knowing more what a red flag. At the end the discard was quick and heartless my downfall was not wanting to be out at clubs and needing to be at the gym 4 days a week, silly me I wanted to start a marriage not just have a wedding.

The initial vigour and excitement he brought to the job began to fade as administration, commuting and office life became tedious. If Wilde's period at the helm of the magazine was a mixed success from an organizational point of view, one can also argue that it played a pivotal role in his development as a writer and facilitated his ascent to fame. Whilst Wilde the journalist supplied articles under the guidance of his editors, Wilde the editor is forced to learn to manipulate the literary marketplace on his own terms.

Wilde published The Happy Prince and Other Tales in , and had been regularly writing fairy stories for magazines. The only evidence for this is two supposed puns within the sonnets themselves. The anonymous narrator is at first sceptical, then believing, finally flirtatious with the reader: he concludes that "there is really a great deal to be said of the Willie Hughes theory of Shakespeare's sonnets.

The story thus is an early masterpiece of Wilde's combining many elements that interested him: conversation, literature and the idea that to shed oneself of an idea one must first convince another of its truth. Though containing nothing but "special pleading", it would not, he says "be possible to build an airier castle in Spain than this of the imaginary William Hughes" we continue listening nonetheless to be charmed by the telling.

Wilde, having tired of journalism, had been busy setting out his aesthetic ideas more fully in a series of longer prose pieces which were published in the major literary-intellectual journals of the day. Having always excelled as a wit and raconteur, he often composed by assembling phrases, bons mots and witticisms into a longer, cohesive work.

Wilde was concerned about the effect of moralising on art; he believed in art's redemptive, developmental powers: "Art is individualism, and individualism is a disturbing and disintegrating force. There lies its immense value. For what it seeks is to disturb monotony of type, slavery of custom, tyranny of habit, and the reduction of man to the level of a machine.

At the same time, he stressed that the government most amenable to artists was no government at all. Wilde envisioned a society where mechanisation has freed human effort from the burden of necessity, effort which can instead be expended on artistic creation. George Orwell summarised, "In effect, the world will be populated by artists, each striving after perfection in the way that seems best to him. This point of view did not align him with the Fabians , intellectual socialists who advocated using state apparatus to change social conditions, nor did it endear him to the monied classes whom he had previously entertained.

Wilde considered including this pamphlet and The Portrait of Mr. The first version of The Picture of Dorian Gray was published as the lead story in the July edition of Lippincott's Monthly Magazine , along with five others. When Gray, who has a "face like ivory and rose leaves", sees his finished portrait, he breaks down. Distraught that his beauty will fade while the portrait stays beautiful, he inadvertently makes a Faustian bargain in which only the painted image grows old while he stays beautiful and young. For Wilde, the purpose of art would be to guide life as if beauty alone were its object.

As Gray's portrait allows him to escape the corporeal ravages of his hedonism, Wilde sought to juxtapose the beauty he saw in art with daily life. Reviewers immediately criticised the novel's decadence and homosexual allusions; The Daily Chronicle for example, called it "unclean", "poisonous", and "heavy with the mephitic odours of moral and spiritual putrefaction". That is all. Contemporary reviewers and modern critics have postulated numerous possible sources of the story, a search Jershua McCormack argues is futile because Wilde "has tapped a root of Western folklore so deep and ubiquitous that the story has escaped its origins and returned to the oral tradition.

The census records the Wildes' residence at 16 Tite Street, [] where he lived with his wife Constance and two sons. Wilde though, not content with being better known than ever in London, returned to Paris in October , this time as a respected writer. He had continued his interest in the theatre and now, after finding his voice in prose, his thoughts turned again to the dramatic form as the biblical iconography of Salome filled his mind.

A tragedy, it tells the story of Salome, the stepdaughter of the tetrarch Herod Antipas , who, to her stepfather's dismay but mother 's delight, requests the head of Jokanaan John the Baptist on a silver platter as a reward for dancing the Dance of the Seven Veils. When Wilde returned to London just before Christmas the Paris Echo referred to him as "le great event" of the season.

Wilde, who had first set out to irritate Victorian society with his dress and talking points, then outrage it with Dorian Gray , his novel of vice hidden beneath art, finally found a way to critique society on its own terms. Lady Windermere's Fan was first performed on 20 February at St James's Theatre, packed with the cream of society.

On the surface a witty comedy, there is subtle subversion underneath: "it concludes with collusive concealment rather than collective disclosure". The play was enormously popular, touring the country for months, but largely trashed by conservative critics. Peter Raby said these essentially English plays were well-pitched, "Wilde, with one eye on the dramatic genius of Ibsen, and the other on the commercial competition in London's West End, targeted his audience with adroit precision".

An intimate friendship sprang up between Wilde and Douglas and by Wilde was infatuated with Douglas and they consorted together regularly in a tempestuous affair. If Wilde was relatively indiscreet, even flamboyant, in the way he acted, Douglas was reckless in public. Douglas soon initiated Wilde into the Victorian underground of gay prostitution and Wilde was introduced to a series of young working-class male prostitutes from onwards by Alfred Taylor.

These infrequent rendezvous usually took the same form: Wilde would meet the boy, offer him gifts, dine him privately and then take him to a hotel room. Unlike Wilde's idealised, pederastic relations with Ross, John Gray , and Douglas, all of whom remained part of his aesthetic circle, these consorts were uneducated and knew nothing of literature.

Soon his public and private lives had become sharply divided; in De Profundis he wrote to Douglas that "It was like feasting with panthers; the danger was half the excitement I did not know that when they were to strike at me it was to be at another's piping and at another's pay. Douglas and some Oxford friends founded a journal, The Chameleon , to which Wilde "sent a page of paradoxes originally destined for the Saturday Review ".

Lord Alfred's father, the Marquess of Queensberry , was known for his outspoken atheism, brutish manner and creation of the modern rules of boxing. In June , he called on Wilde at 16 Tite Street, without an appointment, and clarified his stance: "I do not say that you are it, but you look it, and pose at it, which is just as bad. And if I catch you and my son again in any public restaurant I will thrash you" to which Wilde responded: "I don't know what the Queensberry rules are, but the Oscar Wilde rule is to shoot on sight".

He did not wish to bear Queensberry's insults, but he knew to confront him could lead to disaster were his liaisons disclosed publicly. Wilde's final play again returns to the theme of switched identities: the play's two protagonists engage in "bunburying" the maintenance of alternative personas in the town and country which allows them to escape Victorian social mores. Mostly set in drawing rooms and almost completely lacking in action or violence, Earnest lacks the self-conscious decadence found in The Picture of Dorian Gray and Salome.

The play, now considered Wilde's masterpiece , was rapidly written in Wilde's artistic maturity in late Both author and producer assiduously revised, prepared and rehearsed every line, scene and setting in the months before the premiere, creating a carefully constructed representation of late-Victorian society, yet simultaneously mocking it.

Premieres at St James's seemed like "brilliant parties", and the opening of The Importance of Being Earnest was no exception. Allan Aynesworth who played Algernon recalled to Hesketh Pearson , "In my fifty-three years of acting, I never remember a greater triumph than [that] first night. Wilde's professional success was mirrored by an escalation in his feud with Queensberry. Queensberry had planned to insult Wilde publicly by throwing a bouquet of rotting vegetables onto the stage; Wilde was tipped off and had Queensberry barred from entering the theatre.

On 18 February , the Marquess left his calling card at Wilde's club, the Albemarle , inscribed: "For Oscar Wilde, posing somdomite" [ sic ]. Queensberry was arrested for criminal libel ; a charge carrying a possible sentence of up to two years in prison. Under the Libel Act , Queensberry could avoid conviction for libel only by demonstrating that his accusation was in fact true, and furthermore that there was some "public benefit" to having made the accusation openly.

The scene was witnessed by George Bernard Shaw who recalled it to Arthur Ransome a day or so before Ransome's trial for libelling Douglas in To Ransome it confirmed what he had said in his book on Wilde; that Douglas's rivalry for Wilde with Robbie Ross and his arguments with his father had resulted in Wilde's public disaster; as Wilde wrote in De Profundis. Douglas lost his case. A team of private detectives had directed Queensberry's lawyers, led by Edward Carson QC , to the world of the Victorian underground.

Wilde's association with blackmailers and male prostitutes, cross-dressers and homosexual brothels was recorded, and various persons involved were interviewed, some being coerced to appear as witnesses since they too were accomplices to the crimes of which Wilde was accused. The trial opened on 3 April amid scenes of near hysteria both in the press and the public galleries.

The extent of the evidence massed against Wilde forced him to declare meekly, "I am the prosecutor in this case". He characterised the first as a "prose sonnet" and admitted that the "poetical language" might seem strange to the court but claimed its intent was innocent. He claimed to regard the letters as works of art rather than something of which to be ashamed. Carson, a fellow Dubliner who had attended Trinity College, Dublin at the same time as Wilde, cross-examined Wilde on how he perceived the moral content of his works. Wilde replied with characteristic wit and flippancy, claiming that works of art are not capable of being moral or immoral but only well or poorly made, and that only "brutes and illiterates", whose views on art "are incalculably stupid", would make such judgements about art.

Carson, a leading barrister, diverged from the normal practice of asking closed questions. Carson pressed Wilde on each topic from every angle, squeezing out nuances of meaning from Wilde's answers, removing them from their aesthetic context and portraying Wilde as evasive and decadent. While Wilde won the most laughs from the court, Carson scored the most legal points. Playing on this, he returned to the topic throughout his cross-examination.

Carson then moved to the factual evidence and questioned Wilde about his friendships with younger, lower-class men. Wilde admitted being on a first-name basis and lavishing gifts upon them, but insisted that nothing untoward had occurred and that the men were merely good friends of his. Carson repeatedly pointed out the unusual nature of these relationships and insinuated that the men were prostitutes.

Wilde replied that he did not believe in social barriers, and simply enjoyed the society of young men. Then Carson asked Wilde directly whether he had ever kissed a certain servant boy, Wilde responded, "Oh, dear no. Wilde hesitated, then for the first time became flustered: "You sting me and insult me and try to unnerve me; and at times one says things flippantly when one ought to speak more seriously. In his opening speech for the defence, Carson announced that he had located several male prostitutes who were to testify that they had had sex with Wilde.

On the advice of his lawyers, Wilde dropped the prosecution. Queensberry was found not guilty, as the court declared that his accusation that Wilde was "posing as a Somdomite [ sic ]" was justified, "true in substance and in fact". After Wilde left the court, a warrant for his arrest was applied for on charges of sodomy and gross indecency. Robbie Ross found Wilde at the Cadogan Hotel, [] Pont Street , Knightsbridge , with Reginald Turner ; both men advised Wilde to go at once to Dover and try to get a boat to France; his mother advised him to stay and fight.

Wilde, lapsing into inaction, could only say, "The train has gone. It's too late. Events moved quickly and his prosecution opened on 26 April , before Mr Justice Charles. Wilde pleaded not guilty. He had already begged Douglas to leave London for Paris, but Douglas complained bitterly, even wanting to give evidence; he was pressed to go and soon fled to the Hotel du Monde. Fearing persecution, Ross and many others also left the United Kingdom during this time.

Under cross examination Wilde was at first hesitant, then spoke eloquently:. Charles Gill prosecuting : What is " the love that dare not speak its name "? Wilde: "The love that dare not speak its name" in this century is such a great affection of an elder for a younger man as there was between David and Jonathan, such as Plato made the very basis of his philosophy, and such as you find in the sonnets of Michelangelo and Shakespeare.

It is that deep spiritual affection that is as pure as it is perfect. It dictates and pervades great works of art, like those of Shakespeare and Michelangelo, and those two letters of mine, such as they are. It is in this century misunderstood, so much misunderstood that it may be described as "the love that dare not speak its name", and on that account of it I am placed where I am now.

It is beautiful, it is fine, it is the noblest form of affection.

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There is nothing unnatural about it. It is intellectual, and it repeatedly exists between an older and a younger man, when the older man has intellect, and the younger man has all the joy, hope and glamour of life before him. That it should be so, the world does not understand. The world mocks at it, and sometimes puts one in the pillory for it.

This response was counter-productive in a legal sense as it only served to reinforce the charges of homosexual behaviour. The trial ended with the jury unable to reach a verdict. Wilde's counsel, Sir Edward Clarke, was finally able to get a magistrate to allow Wilde and his friends to post bail. The final trial was presided over by Mr Justice Wills. On 25 May Wilde and Alfred Taylor were convicted of gross indecency and sentenced to two years' hard labour.

May I say nothing, my Lord? He first entered Newgate Prison in London for processing, then was moved to Pentonville Prison , where the "hard labour" to which he had been sentenced consisted of many hours of walking a treadmill and picking oakum separating the fibres in scraps of old navy ropes , [] and where prisoners were allowed to read only the Bible and The Pilgrim's Progress. A few months later he was moved to Wandsworth Prison in London.

Inmates there also followed the regimen of "hard labour, hard fare and a hard bed", which wore harshly on Wilde's delicate health. His right ear drum was ruptured in the fall, an injury that later contributed to his death. Richard B. The transfer itself was the lowest point of his incarceration, as a crowd jeered and spat at him on the railway platform.

About five months after Wilde arrived at Reading Gaol, Charles Thomas Wooldridge , a trooper in the Royal Horse Guards, was brought to Reading to await his trial for murdering his wife on 29 March ; on 17 June Wooldridge was sentenced to death and returned to Reading for his execution, which took place on Tuesday, 7 July — the first hanging at Reading in 18 years. Wilde was not, at first, even allowed paper and pen but Haldane eventually succeeded in allowing access to books and writing materials. Between January and March Wilde wrote a 50,word letter to Douglas. He was not allowed to send it, but was permitted to take it with him when released from prison.

His own estimation of himself was: one who "stood in symbolic relations to the art and culture of my age". The second half of the letter traces Wilde's spiritual journey of redemption and fulfilment through his prison reading. He realised that his ordeal had filled his soul with the fruit of experience, however bitter it tasted at the time.

I wanted to eat of the fruit of all the trees in the garden of the world And so, indeed, I went out, and so I lived. My only mistake was that I confined myself so exclusively to the trees of what seemed to me the sun-lit side of the garden, and shunned the other side for its shadow and its gloom. Wilde was released from prison on 19 May [] and sailed that evening for Dieppe, France. On his release, he gave the manuscript to Ross, who may or may not have carried out Wilde's instructions to send a copy to Douglas who later denied having received it.

The letter was partially published in as De Profundis ; its complete and correct publication first occurred in in The Letters of Oscar Wilde. Though Wilde's health had suffered greatly from the harshness and diet of prison, he had a feeling of spiritual renewal. He immediately wrote to the Society of Jesus requesting a six-month Catholic retreat; when the request was denied, Wilde wept. He spent his last three years impoverished and in exile. His discussion of the dismissal of Warder Martin for giving biscuits to an anaemic child prisoner, repeated the themes of the corruption and degeneration of punishment that he had earlier outlined in The Soul of Man under Socialism.

Wilde spent mid with Robert Ross in the seaside village of Berneval-le-Grand in northern France, where he wrote The Ballad of Reading Gaol , narrating the execution of Charles Thomas Wooldridge , who murdered his wife in a rage at her infidelity. It moves from an objective story-telling to symbolic identification with the prisoners. Wilde juxtaposes the executed man and himself with the line "Yet each man kills the thing he loves". He adopted the proletarian ballad form and the author was credited as "C33", Wilde's cell number in Reading Gaol.

Although Douglas had been the cause of his misfortunes, he and Wilde were reunited in August at Rouen. This meeting was disapproved of by the friends and families of both men. Constance Wilde was already refusing to meet Wilde or allow him to see their sons, though she sent him money — a meagre three pounds a week. During the latter part of , Wilde and Douglas lived together near Naples for a few months until they were separated by their families under the threat of cutting off all funds.

Pray do what you can" he wrote to his publisher. He wandered the boulevards alone and spent what little money he had on alcohol. Soon Wilde was sufficiently confined to his hotel to joke, on one of his final trips outside, "My wallpaper and I are fighting a duel to the death.


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  7. One of us has got to go". Please come". By 25 November Wilde had developed meningitis , then called cerebral meningitis. Robbie Ross arrived on 29 November, sent for a priest and Wilde was conditionally baptised into the Catholic Church by Fr Cuthbert Dunne, a Passionist priest from Dublin, [] [] Wilde having been baptised in the Church of Ireland and having moreover a recollection of Catholic baptism as a child, a fact later attested to by the minister of the sacrament, Fr Lawrence Fox.

    As the voiture rolled through the dark streets that wintry night, the sad story of Oscar Wilde was in part repeated to me Robert Ross knelt by the bedside, assisting me as best he could while I administered conditional baptism, and afterwards answering the responses while I gave Extreme Unction to the prostrate man and recited the prayers for the dying. As the man was in a semi-comatose condition, I did not venture to administer the Holy Viaticum ; still I must add that he could be roused and was roused from this state in my presence.

    When roused, he gave signs of being inwardly conscious Indeed I was fully satisfied that he understood me when told that I was about to receive him into the Catholic Church and gave him the Last Sacraments And when I repeated close to his ear the Holy Names, the Acts of Contrition , Faith, Hope and Charity, with acts of humble resignation to the Will of God, he tried all through to say the words after me.

    Wilde died of meningitis on 30 November The modernist angel depicted as a relief on the tomb was originally complete with male genitalia, which were initially censored by French Authorities with a golden leaf. The genitals have since been vandalised; their current whereabouts are unknown. In , Leon Johnson, a multimedia artist, installed a silver prosthesis to replace them.

    The epitaph is a verse from The Ballad of Reading Gaol ,. And alien tears will fill for him Pity's long-broken urn, For his mourners will be outcast men, And outcasts always mourn. In , Wilde was among an estimated 50, men who were pardoned for homosexual acts that were no longer considered offences under the Policing and Crime Act The Act is known informally as the Alan Turing law.

    Wilde's life has been the subject of numerous biographies since his death. The earliest were memoirs by those who knew him: often they are personal or impressionistic accounts which can be good character sketches, but are sometimes factually unreliable. Oscar Wilde and Myself , largely ghost-written by T. Crosland , vindictively reacted to Douglas's discovery that De Profundis was addressed to him and defensively tried to distance him from Wilde's scandalous reputation. Both authors later regretted their work. Of Wilde's other close friends, Robert Sherard ; Robert Ross , his literary executor; and Charles Ricketts variously published biographies, reminiscences or correspondence.

    Oscar Wilde, a critical study by Arthur Ransome was published in In April Douglas lost the libel action after a reading of De Profundis refuted his claims. Often speculative in nature, it was widely criticised for its pure conjecture and lack of scholarly rigour. Robert Ross, 23 December [].

    The book incorporates rediscovered letters and other documents and is the most extensively researched biography of Wilde to appear since Parisian literati, also produced several biographies and monographs on him. From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia. This is the latest accepted revision , reviewed on 27 June This article is about the 19th-century author. For other uses, see Oscar Wilde disambiguation. Photograph taken in by Napoleon Sarony.

    Drama short story criticism dialogue journalism. Constance Lloyd m. Cyril Holland Vyvyan Holland. Main article: The Picture of Dorian Gray. Main article: Salome play. Wilde and Lord Alfred Douglas in Main article: The Importance of Being Earnest. When first I was put into prison some people advised me to try and forget who I was.

    It was ruinous advice. It is only by realising what I am that I have found comfort of any kind. Now I am advised by others to try on my release to forget that I have ever been in a prison at all. I know that would be equally fatal. To regret one's own experiences is to arrest one's own development. To deny one's own experiences is to put a lie into the lips of one's own life. It is no less than a denial of the soul. Further information: De Profundis letter. See also: The Ballad of Reading Gaol. Main article: Oscar Wilde's tomb. Main article: Biographies of Oscar Wilde.

    Later on, I think everyone will recognise his achievements; his plays and essays will endure. Of course, you may think with others that his personality and conversation were far more wonderful than anything he wrote, so that his written works give only a pale reflection of his power. Perhaps that is so, and of course, it will be impossible to reproduce what is gone forever. For a more comprehensive list, see Oscar Wilde bibliography. Mason, S. Apparently the editor liked the verse, so switched it to the other magazine so as to attain "a larger and better audience". It was revised for inclusion in Poems the next year.

    In any case the Marquess of Queensberry came to believe his sons had been corrupted by older homosexuals or, as he phrased it in a letter in the aftermath of Drumlanrig's death: "Montgomerys, The Snob Queers like Rosebery and certainly Christian Hypocrite like Gladstone and the whole lot of you". Merlin Holland concludes that "what Queensberry almost certainly wrote was "posing somdomite [ sic ]".

    In , Wilde's son Vyvyan Holland published it again, including parts formerly omitted, but relying on a faulty typescript bequeathed to him by Ross. Ross's typescript had contained several hundred errors, including typist's mistakes, Ross's "improvements" and other inexplicable omissions. He pressed our hands. I then went in search of a priest and with great difficulty found Fr Cuthbert Dunne, of the Passionists, who came with me at once and administered Baptism and Extreme Unction — Oscar could not take the Eucharist ".

    Retrieved 3 April Oxford Dictionary of National Biography. Oxford, England: Oxford University Press. The Unmasking of Oscar Wilde. Ann's Church website". Retrieved 15 May The Importance of Being Irish. PS Review of Freemasonry. Making Oscar Wilde. Oxford University Press.

    Retrieved 2 March Oscar Wilde in America.


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