The Unbearable Lightness of Being a Narcissist
Elizabeth Mika

I worked for a narcissist for about four years. The treatment I received from him was the most callous, abusive, self-centered, reprehensible pathological liar I have ever met in my life — and no one was immune. Every word you wrote could have been written about him — and our company, which started with seven people and grew to 142, crashed and burned after he came aboard as president. They simply do not care about anyone but themselves.

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