When I was in college I had the unfortunate experience of falling in with a narcissist. I watched how she treated other people over time, and I kept telling myself that she wouldn't treat me that way, mostly because this was my first experience with that kind of narcissism, and I didn't want to give up being friends with her. I kept saying, "Well she's not mean to me." (She wasn't being mean to me because she knew I wouldn't let her get away with that but what she could do was disregard me.)

Eventually I woke up enough to realize she was already treating me as badly as she treated other people and had never cared about me. It took me at least a couple of years to figure out that what made me stick in that friendship was I kept telling myself that as long as she was nice to me, everything was okay. My relationship with her taught me a valuable lesson that I've drawn on for the last three decades about giving a pass to someone's evil just because it wasn't affecting me.

You can't ever give people like that a pass just because you think you're exempt.