Surviving a Narcissist with Del Adey-Jones

Coach, speaker, and author Del Adey-Jones grew up in Wales in very difficult and unusual circumstances. We discuss how that upbringing affected her adult life, including the realization that she was married to a narcissist, and how she recovered from this.

Del Adey-Jones is a coach, guide, instructor, and podcaster. She is dedicated to helping people attract strong, healthy, respectful, and loving relationships, both in their personal and professional lives – starting with the one you have with yourself!

Her happy ending is the result of years of searching, introspection, honesty, and courage. She’s had years of conventional therapy and has studied everything from Buddhism, Hinduism, and Kabbalah to Kundalini Yoga. She also has a masters in spiritual psychology.

You can find Del Adey-Jones at DelAdeyJones.com and on Instagram @deladeyjones.

You can listen above, on your favorite podcast app, or watch on YouTube. Notes, links, resources and a full transcript are below. 

Show Notes

* The impact of being raised without acknowledgement from one parent

* How knowing what we don’t want can help us find what we do want

* How knowing ourselves can help create healthy boundaries

* Learning to listen and trust our wisdom again

* Healing the wound of taking on too much responsibility

* How our perception of reality is always based on our thinking

Resources Mentioned in this Episode

* Del’s podcast, Relationship Mastery

* Stop Thinking, Start Living by Richard Carlson

Transcript of Interview with Del Adey-Jones

Alexandra: Del Adey-Jones, welcome to Unbroken.

Del: Thank you so much. It’s lovely to be here.

Alexandra: Lovely to see you. 

Tell us a little bit about yourself your background and how you found the three principles.

Del: I grew up in Wales, I now live in California. I had a very unusual childhood, in many ways, what we would classically call dysfunctional, which I basically carried into my adulthood, all the way up until I think I was about almost 50, if I’m honest. 

I was the product of a relationship between my mother and my father. He was a married man who lived down the road with his wife and two children. And I was his daughter, but I never met him, even though their relationship lasted for about eight years, I never met my father, and I would pass him in the street, and then that really his avoiding my leave, looking my direction, never mind exchanging words with me was really soul destroying. For me, I have to say, I really took that as I wasn’t good enough to be loved. I thought if I was just pretty enough, clever enough, skinny enough anything a five year old normally thinks about when they want their parents love. 

But I just blamed myself, I thought there must be something fundamentally wrong with me that he didn’t. I had this illusion that all fathers must love their daughters or children anyway, and that it was my fault that he didn’t lov...