Got into an argument with my STBXnarc …Cyclical argument, nothing going anywhere, eventually found it’s way to talking about the time I told her I was suicidal and she told me to fix it or leave, because she couldn’t handle having someone be depressed, and she needed me to be her rock because she’s depressed. She said she already said sorry about it and doesn’t understand why I keep bringing it up. So I led her through a hypothetical of what if I had done that to her. What would she need from me to heal that wound? She kept stumbling because she said “well I wouldn’t do that” or “I’d eventually get over it” but I kept pushing her and she eventually admitted she actually couldn’t imagine that scenario, so she can’t tell me how she would feel or what she would do or want. She literally admitted to the inability to put herself in someone else’s shoes to understand how they feel.