9 Signs The ‘Fuckboy’ You’re Dating Is Actually A Full-Blown Narcissist

I was 23, newly living in San Francisco. I felt energized, free, eager and calm. I was ready to take on the world.

I was busy taking part in a graduate program full-time and working 40 plus hours per week in retail management. Because of my hectic schedule with the most random “off” days (if I had any at all), and the fact I somehow was staying on top of it all, I generally took to rewarding myself with libation and socialization. On average, I would reward myself once or twice a week.

That is, until I met my ex-boyfriend, who threw me completely off track.

He was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen at 6’5″ with green eyes and an incredibly athletic build. I fell for him incredibly quickly, and I found myself in an on-again, off-again, exhausting, four-year ordeal with him.

Why was it an “ordeal?” Because Andrés* is a grade-A narcissist.

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