Killing Me With Kindness

Sometimes the hardest part of living with the Narcissist "swing" is the calm. He's quiet, attentive, even solicitous. It is maddening to have him make me dinner, for instance, and even serve it to me, in front of a friend, knowing that not long ago he made dinner for himself and everyone else BUT me. No, I can't prove he did this to punish me because I wasn't the one who made dinner for him. (I'd started working later hours and he was home sooner than I was.) But what decent person does something for an entire family EXCEPT for one person? There was no apology or explanation. He just served everyone in front of me and then sat down to eat his dinner. Of course while he's serving me dinner in front of my friend, she exclaims how sweet it was. Did he do it because he was being kind? Maybe. I thanked him. But now I'm watching for that infamous "other shoe." Again. Past experience has led me to believe it is waiting in the wings. Since I am a person who desires to see the best in others, for me, this is a slow death.