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The Dark Side of PCOS

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I was diagnosed with Stein-Leventhal Syndrome in 1966. My own mother called me a freak. Eventually a lot of other people did too. Until 9 years ago even doctors didn't fully "get it" and blamed the patient. Some still do that . I thought I was alone with it. Now called PCOS I realize how this scourge has ruled my life as a woman, and still does today. I could have written this article below, almost word for word. Thank you for taking the time to read this and pass this on to a woman you think will benefit from reading it. If you need to know more about PCOS visit the PCOS Association . Or you can write to me (link on right) by Pam The purpose of this is not a public pity party. After dealing with the emotions involved with PCOS firsthand, I think it's important for people to know what can go on in a woman's head. If you have PCOS, you know exactly what I'm talking about. If you know someone or are the partner to someone who has it, this may explain a few...

Treated as an Object

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To be in a relationship with a narcissist is to be treated as an object. If you've ever been treated as an object before, for example being a victim of sexual molestation or incest as a child, you may be susceptible to the wiles of the narcissist. [Many women are] deeply wounded by this type of parent or partner. ...he criticised and undermined any pastimes, hobbies or anything I became interested in to the point where I lost heart in all of them... He can't acknowledge or respond to your needs, because he only sees you as an extension of himself, a reflection. If you express a need, he immediately perceives it as an attack on himself. Because the narcissist lacks self-esteem, he must get it via the reflection of those people and things he surrounds himself with. Since you're merely an object of reflection for him, he can't hear, understand, or acknowledge you. One [victim] finally gathered the strength to leave a long, draining, marriage to a narcissist. At one point ...