My father is the archetypical covert narc. At 53 I finally saw through him. All the contradiction in his life that had been gnawing at me for years finally became clear, and I could see every lie, when I stopped looking at him as the victim with unusually strong moral standards by which he has always claimed to abide. My parents have been "happily" married for 55 years next month. My mother's confirmation bias is not breakable, nor would I want to tear down her walls. I just wish she would accept my decision to excise him from my life and that I am not asking her to choose between us, and see that he has manipulated her to think that I am. I'm starting to post essays about my spiritual journey into his heart of darkness, and many wonderful treks as well...