I know you are right. Every word of this. But the choice to turn away and run becomes infinitely harder when the narcissist is a parent. I’ve tried to cut her off so many times, I’ve run. But it’s my mother, for fuck’s sake! And, sometimes, I just want my mommy. Not that she’s actually capable of being there for me. It just takes me a little while to understand that. And then I run again, for a little while.