Here’s an analogy that explains what it feels like to be the son of a narcissistic mother. I think this is something that will speak to the men who might read this, since modern society prescribes that the male of the human species is valued for money, power and status.
Two sons come to their mother’s house for mother’s day dinner. Son 1, who is significantly more affluent than son 2, shows up with a masterful $200 flower arrangement, complete with two dozen white roses (mom’s favorite). Mom absolutely gushes when she sees it. “It’s perfect!” she exclaims. She gives son 1 a huge hug and thanks him profusely. Son 2 shows up with a single carnation. Mom receives son 2’s carnation with a smirk and a “thanks”. Son 1’s masterful arrangement is placed as the centerpiece of the dining room table. Son 2’s single carnation is put in a plastic cup and placed on the vanity in the basement bathroom. The more affluent son 1 has arranged to have the entire mother’s day dinner catered by one of the best restaurants in town. Everyone sits down to eat. Mom can’t stop gushing about how perfect son 1’s flower arrangement is “Where did you find it?” “It’s just so beautiful!” She repeatedly exclaims how fantastic the food is “I love lobster!” “This has to be the best lobster I’ve ever had!”, She constantly gushes over Son 1 “He’s always been such a good son!”. She asks son 1 how his life is, how’s his big house, does he like his new car, how are his kids, etc, etc. She goes on and on. Son 2 sits quietly eating his dinner. During a brief respite in mom’s gushing over son 1, son 2 says “I was promoted at work last week”. Mom responds with “that’s nice” and goes back to gushing over the meal, the flowers, and son 1.