Personality Disorders Aren’t Treatable So They Are Warehoused As They Age
A man named, oddly enough, Jerry, was at the community coffee table. He minimized me & devalued my accomplishments when I said I am an artist who taught at the University for ten years. A series of tragic events, my wife’s long term terminal illness and my stroke, ate up resources so that I became eligible for low income housing and found myself sitting chatting to this creature. He said oh, “I wrote my ex-wife’s art history papers when she went to art school, and she has since shown in the National Gallery of Canada.”
He also claimed to be a professional teacher and a former vice-principle.
So, if he wrote the papers, which I doubt as the prof would recognize the change of voice and style, this would make his action unethical per professional standards. If he didn’t write the papers then that would also make him a seedy practitioner, a liar and highly unethical.
So I want nothing to do with him, and I simply ignore him despite his engaging charm that is really just covert narcissism.
I used to go to the daily coffee session as I was recovering from a broken leg and getting out of the apartment was part of my healing strategy. I found that several of the coffee group regulars were of the same ilk, unreliable and one-way friendships.
As I recovered and started to get out to physio and then the gym and coffee shop, I dropped the coffee group or coffee mafia as they are known around the building.
The building is subsidized and rent controlled so the residents aren’t going anywhere, generally speaking. There are a lot of mental health issues and the healthy folks who build supportive relationships in their lives avoid the crazies and have outside interests.
It’s like walking through a minefield of narcissism to get to the door.
It’s fairly typical of rent controlled buildings I’m told by a woman who lives in one in Toronto.
Personality disorders aren’t treatable so they are warehoused as they age.
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