Scapegoat and Golden Child

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  1. Rita Brunk says:

    I am the scapegoat of my family. I have been
    ostracize from my entire extended family 🙁

  2. love knowing why! its helping me survive.

  3. I cannot find any information anywhere about how to parent a scapegoat and golden child once a spouse has left a narcissist. I am the healthy parent who got out of the toxic relationship, but my children are still subjected to the narcissist because of custody laws. I have no control over that, but I need to learn the best way to parent my scapegoated child and my golden child in the way that gives them the best chance at a healthy relationship with each other and in their future relationship with others. I have found NOTHING. Therapists do not believe me that this is happening. They always believe that their father “wants what is best” and I have to get his permission for them to see a counselor, which means he has to meet with the counselor, as well. Any advice? Similar experience?

  4. My sister is the golden child. We both know my mother is a narcissist, yet she keeps up her role of discarding me, the scapegoat. Her loss. I’m the happy one now! smile

  5. Like others here, I was discarded by my Narcissistic egg donor once she believed (wrongly) that her golden 51 year old “baby” would come from Pennsylvania to visit our long time institutionalized brother. He had resisted this for years, and I told my wife that once he agreed to visit, I would be cut out of the inheritance (I was).
    I was really quite surprised initially when this brother showed his true greedy nature. We had spent a lot of recreational time together over the years. From the reading that I have done, though, I concluded that he was just mirroring me, as Narcissists do. My hurt has lessened as I understood more about the family dynamics, so I am moving forward.
    I am a little embarrassed to say that I am enjoying the fact that he married down with trollop wife #3, and turned down the career that I tried to steer him into – from which he would have been pensioned for about 20 years now, with full medical benefits. Since he is now 64 years old and has no retirement account, I guess he is going to need the money that he pilfered from his brothers. I don’t think that he has medical benefits yet, so whatever health problems he has, he deserves. I don’t feel any obligation to inform him of the family medical history, either. So for anybody out there who has a loser Ahole sibling, remember that Karma has a funny way of turning up, in ways you don’t even realize.

  6. I was the scapegoat but “mommy dearest” died and GC became the lost child. He didn’t want to deal with the estate so he manipulated me into buying him out (he was too traumatized to ever return! like scarlett o’hara great acting!) however before the ink was dry on the deed casually talked about visiting and his angry adult children from his broken were so happy that I was buying grandma and granpa’s house. The audacity! I felt sick. He has left me alone for the most part but sent out a flying monkey to let me know he was “sick” 000 he was a guilt tripper yeah. I’ve been struggling, I don’t want to end up here…and I’m too damn stubborn to die…he actually wants me to put him in his will…I feel such hatred and contempt for this leech that I actually trusted until his true colors came out…dangerous snake, worse than my mother. I don’t ever want to see his face and I just want to escape this hell. One thing I am sure of is he will never set foot in this house again. He will never subjugate me again. I am now ALPHA. underestimated me cause I’m too sensitive…but I’m also more intelligent and getting in touch with my Machiavellian side cause why not? not for the innocent but for those who have conspired and colluded their entire life to harm you, to trap you? JUSTICE demands it. In reality I just want him to disappear…I don’t care how. He literally makes me sick. So I have to get used to this reality that he has no power over me, no leverage. If I only had a companion we’d spend all my money and have a hell of a good time. I have to have a happy ending. I’ve paid my dues and then some….he has some dues to pay and I don’t want to be around to see it. Crazy how you can despise someone more than you ever dreamed possible. And hey are oblivious….make your skin crawl.

  7. Only recently, I have realized I must be the golden child. I am the oldest of my siblings, and have been the recipient of all the perks and benefits my mother wanted to provide, which virtually guaranteed my career success. Ever since undergraduate school, I knew I wanted to become a professor and with my mother’s total devotion to my success, it made sense. Along the way, we grew to be very close and she still means so much to me. This eventually led me to where I am today, Purdue University. Reflecting back I recall that all I really had to do in order to receive this love and support was to carry out every request she made regarding my younger brother. He was her scapegoat.
    I never thought about it when we were kids, but my mother always hated my younger brother Just one example out of many is I remember when he was about 8 years old, for some reason, she made him eat his dinner off the floor while the rest of us watched from the dinner table. I remember thinking I’m glad it wasn’t me. There was a lot more though, like she would constantly talk about him horribly behind his back to his teachers and really anyone who would listen, so even from a very young age, he must have wondered why other adults seemed to immediately dislike him. She continued to do that for years well into his adulthood, and everyone in the family has never mentioned a word of this to him as we were instructed not to. Everyone in our family, even our father, must have been afraid of my mother, and so did everything they could not to upset her. She had unquestioned authority in the family, that is for certain.
    Regardless, over the years she was able to fine tune her use of her scapegoat and when he began high school, she took her treatment of him to a new level. She said she had a long talk with my sister and determined that he had sex with her. She said it happened in the house when we were all at home, which was weird since no one heard anyone scream or anything you would expect if something like that took place, but she said it happened. She didn’t mention it to him, but for the rest of us, she gave us instructions on how to treat him from that time forward. Looking back it is interesting that she didn’t file a police report, or take my sister to the doctor, and she has never gone to therapy, so it was never documented in any official capacity. What she wanted to do was carry out a long term plan of revenge and we were to participate as instructed. She began by spreading rumors to all his friends, all our relatives, and everyone in town that he was an abusive pedophile rapist, but make sure not to tell him because he could become dangerous. She told the school principal to let all the teachers at the school know. It was a little strange, but she would always laugh when she told the rest of us about who she spread the rumor to next. I remember this continued after he went to college, the same college I attended. She asked me to spread the rumor all around campus even before he started his first semester, and I did exactly that. Some said that was betraying my brother and other people who liked him said why would you do that, your brother is a nice person. I said I was supporting my mother, and that is the right thing to do. I asked him one time about it, he said it wasn’t true. He said he wanted to take a lie detector test, but he wanted my mother to also take one. What a joke, that would never happen, I just dropped the whole subject and didn’t mention that to anyone. I wasn’t about to take that information back to my mother, it was just easier for me.
    My goal was to become a college professor, so I went along with all of it, you just get used to it as time passes. When he went off to work, she would get me to find out where he worked, and she would call his employers and tell them what a horrible person he is. It must have had some impact and he never knew my mother and I were secretly working against him like that. My mother would laugh at the thought of him getting horrible treatment from his coworkers due to her handiwork, she said someday he will need therapy or worse. All these years have passed and I don’t know where he is now, he doesn’t communicate with the family. So, there are positive aspects to having a mother with narcissistic personality disorder, which I found lacking in how people discuss their upbringing. I didn’t think growing up with her was bad for me and still don’t. It actually worked great for me. Sometimes sacrifices have to be made and at times, that is the way my mother wanted it to be, it was best not to question it. Point is, look at me today, I have a prestigious position that I worked for and deserve. And my mother is very proud of me being a leader in the English Department at Purdue University.
    Thomas J. Rickert
    Purdue University

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