AlphaFalfa said:

not all mental diseases are mental, but with this one it is.

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What exactly does this mean?

Are you saying conditioning of a child is to disease as cancer is to the cell?

This man was conditioned, sure there maybe genetic reasons but I would suggest the father had a rough history - Providing material satiation may not always meet the other needs a child has; "Usually these clients’ parents were never satisfied and gave their children love that was conditional on outstanding achievement; Some children develop this grandiosity to compensate for feelings of emotional deprivation or feelings of defectiveness." Young et al.

PD's are and can be treated, there is a difference, AlphaFalfa, between disease and disorder (as the official diagnostic name suggests) Disease can be synonymous with illness or disorder, and when you look in the DSM IV-TR, you come up with a disorder, however this book is just a bunch of symptoms that don't describe the causes. The ICD-10 is a manual of all illnesses and diseases that includes statistics on mortality and morbidity rates as well as mental disorders; The term 'disease' in the ICD-10 refers to something with known pathology and is different to a disorder.

It's always worth being clear on language that could potentially marginalize an equal.

I wish you luck OP, I hope a window inside one who shares has helped some..

Enpo said:

I'm 18 -- my dad has narcissistic personality disorder and I now fear I'm beginning to develop it or I'm just noticing the different traits.

I really don't know what I should do.

I don't know if this message is some kind of Narcissitic need for attention.

I guess, basically, I'm wondering if any one else out there has grown up with a parent with Narcissitic personality disorder and I'm looking for advice.

I don't know how to deal with his narcissitic irrationality and blame and guilt.

I feel overwhelmed and weak. After he throws all of his bullshit at me I feel like I want to smash everything around me and go on a rage, there's nothing I can say to get shit through his fucking head. It's always my fault-- I always do everything I am always to blame.

He gets in my fucking face and I can't do shit because if I do he's going to call the cops and kick me out of the house.

I was kicked out after he dislocated my shoulder a month ago and I just moved back in a week ago to start college but still he keeps up his shit. He hasn' changed at all and I'm under so much fucking pressure.

Now I feel pathetic and I am starting to cry in self pity or whatever the fuck this fucking feeling is because I'm typing this asking for help.

I don't know what ot fucking do.

Anyone have any stories to share or advice?

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