Not sure if this or BP is the right place to chat about this. This one a prolific social media poster, and fancies herself an "influencer", social media expert, and writer.
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Lucinda is a 34 year old woman with NPD from Milford, Surrey. At the age of 17, she was diagnosed with cogentital cirrhosis of the liver. She attended an undergraduate program, but never worked after graduation. Instead, she met a lonely young man with a reasonably good tech job who was about to move to the States for work. Seeing as she wasn't doing anything, Lucinda tagged along.
This resulted in the worst 3 years of his life, as she pushed him to marry her immediately; was (is) an alcoholic; and developed an extremely expensive cocaine habit. She wasn't allowed to work in the states, and his paychecks just melted away. But living with her was worth it, right? Wrong. Plates were regularly thrown; police called; she often ran away and told police her husband was going to rape her (or had already); dragged friends into her messes; etc etc. And all of this played out on her social media. The nightmare ended when one of the men she cheated with bragged to friends of her husband about his "conquest", complete with photographic evidence she'd sent.
Husband says no more; after 3 years of marriage, they're getting divorced. And now the REAL circus begins.
You see, the husband was just holding her back from achieving true greatness as a writer / artist / actress / model / reality star! Lucinda immediately demanded £150,000 in a lump sum payment. And yes, she wanted it in POUNDS, not dollars, although she'd been married in the States, lived with him in the States, and was getting divorced in the States. She paid a lawyer to write up a long, dramatic sob story as a motion that made no legal sense. This was submitted it to the courts as proof she NEEDED
his parents' money. She got bupkis (i.e. she get the same standard payout everyone in that state gets, a set percentage of the income for half the term of the marriage.)
She filed the massive legal motion that she was convinced would launch her as a society star, as everyone would be enchanted with her plight (not sure how this was going to work, but she was sure the papers would cover it.) During that month, Lucinda was still living off their joint accounts as he was to support her until the papers were filed. She put her sister up in the marital apartment for a month; rented a yacht for her friends; got plastic surgery / fillers; paid for $1,000 hair treatments; purchased VIP festival tickets; and basically spent a fortune for a month, living like the high society woman she imagines herself as. She checked into every location on Facebook, so it was easy to follow her tracks. During this time, she continuously called her ex, hysterical, that she needed more money as her baby sister was sat at home starving and they had no groceries and not one speck to eat! She once said this while checked into a fancy seafood restaurant on Facebook. Didn't work.
In this time of cocaine fueled madness, she also continuously wheedled her ex to fuck her, "just one last time, for old time's sake!" You see, Lucinda's mother was telling her the obvious solution to solving the woes caused by her daughter's infidelity, was to get pregnant immediately and force the husband to stay (or pay support for life). They tried every which way they could think to get her ex's dick inside her, but fortunately he'd wised up the second he saw concrete proof of infidelity. When he came back to their old place to pack his things, he found, minimum, 50 pregnancy tests in the bathroom cupboard.
Because you see, she's also a hoarder! Like many somatic narcissists, she adores status symbols and shopping, and even if she wasn't on cocaine, the money would be gone anyway. If given opportunity, she spends the entire day shopping at top brand stores, and nesting the hoard away in every square inch of the space she could find. And why buy something once, when you can get a kick out of buying it again and again?
After her Legal Motion That Was More Than A Motion failed to net her huge sums of cash, or a society splash, Lucinda had to slink back home to her parents', with all the hoard she could crate up in tow.
The next years went something like this:
- tries to be employed by her family as the "Social Media Director" for their small businesses; useless
- write a blog called "Cocaine Confidential" which was just her old Facebook posts and insane emails to her ex; she was convinced this would become a bestselling novel.
- finally gets a job as a secretary at a funeral home
- Immediately gets into drunk shenanigans and starts fucking her boss, who is twice her age.
- starts fancying that SHE is a funeral director, by osmosis.
- starts blogging about how she's going to disrupt the funeral industry with her totally unique social media takes
- goes on "First Dates", a BBC reality dating show. Brags about being a funeral director.
- brags to her ex on how she's going to be a huge star, he better watch out
- gets slammed on twitter during the show for being large nosed, ugly, bossy, and generally unbearable. No one can believe she's only 28 (she looks many years older than she is). Not invited back for a second date by anyone.
- meets another man twice her age; moves to Asia for his job; gets engaged
- continues to be an alcoholic mess who will destroy a man's life given a short amount of time
- he breaks up with her just as her liver finally quit
Now begins her new identity: munchie! To be fair, she does legitimately have a serious medical issue and has for many years. But she chose to use those years drinking, smoking, and snorting all of the things. How she got on the transplant list with her behaviors, I have no idea.
Lucinda went back to school again, this time to be a writer. I may have forgotten to mention all her terrible blogs, but she's always had terrible, unreadable, uninteresting blogs. But she started appearing as the "Local Woman ------" in the her small town newspaper; a LOT. She's always been desperate for media attention; she wanted something posh, but the best she can scrape up is the Surrey Advertiser:
Selling her wedding dress (this story did get picked up by larger British media outlets for a day)
Wanting the paper to fix her up with a man (after her dating show fail)
Trying to launch a viral media campaign
None of this brings her the fame she seeks. Right now, Lucinda is one year from having gotten the new liver she needed. So, did she take great care of it, never drink, all that? Why of course not. She's an alcoholic, and the new liver is failing already. So she and her narc mummy are writing long letters to important people, and tagging random celebrities to "raise awareness". Somehow, even with a Masters in writing, Lucinda has not yet managed to learn brevity. Looks like she sent multi-page letters to all of them.
She's still applying to BBC3 dating shows
And her writing is so bad, that AI bots on Indian dating sites think there's no way she could be real. The curse of too many #hashtags.
Oh, and she's knocked a decade off her age, here - she's 34, not 24. I truly cannot express how badly she has aged.
Not as fun as she used to be, but enjoy. / sperg
