Recently, I’ve had my share of WTF moments. Truth be told, I feel like I’ve been bathing in them. They flow over me like drops of water. Well, not exactly water, they are more like large gobs of mud, sticking to me. They’re pretty difficult to wash off.  My what the fuck moments lately have been a result of my dealings with my narcissistic co-parent. I’ve written and talked about this before, and I thought that my understanding of the issue would be beneficial to my current situation.  Don’t underestimate the power of someone whose only goal in life seems to be satisfying their own desire for revenge. It’s tough…