A newspaper columnist last year wrote about the ever-increasing malady of narcism today. Her thesis was built on today’s over usage of social media, where posters, bloggers and twitterers display themselves fully, for attention, for all to read and see. I wrote the columnist a letter, indicating her presumption about narcism was partially true but wildly superficial. I wrote that if you have never lived with a narcissist you certainly cannot understand one. It’s not about being self-congratulatory or staring into a mirroring body of water as Narcissus did. It’s not about vanity. It’s about something much different; like living with a heroin addict, living with a narcissist means you can no longer predict from day to day or even minute to minute. If you fall…