It is Sunday evening of Thanksgiving weekend and I have a glass of eggnog heavily dosed with brandy beside me. My Christmas tree was bought
Day of joy post: June 13, 2017 I am unpacking in my new home. My things have been in storage for two months. It has
Is there such a thing as recovery from Narcissistic Abuse? Is it even possible? I keep thinking I’m there and that I’ve recovered. I’ve posted
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At the beginning of a relationship, things should feel good. If something feels off, it’s worth noticing.
Two years ago today is when the balance of power with the #exN started to shift. Man, did it feel good.
If they tried to assert their dominance like they used to, you wouldn’t care anymore. You would see them for who they are; a scared, frightened, cowardly soul who is unable to confront the reality of their existence.
It’s sad, and yet I suppose not terribly surprising, that I’m not used to an appropriate reaction to, “Something you do is hurting my feelings.”
It feels utterly conditional. I am often very anxious about him, thinking there’s a decent chance I’ll never hear from him again, that something I say or do might all too easily cause him to disappear forever.
Instead of, “Hey, this is nice. How lovely,” the heart screams, “Let’s think about how awful it will feel if this ends.”
“Are you okay? Your voice… You sounded a little tired or something. I thought I heard a little sigh there.”
I joked, “Well, so much for me having an acting career.”
The walls I’ve worked so hard to dismantle suddenly emerged from the ground on every side of me, and slammed closed with a massive clanging sound over my head. I was surrounded by heavy gray stone all around and above me. No doors, no windows, no light. Just me, huddled inside a cell of my own making, in self-enforced solitary confinement.
For the first time in ages, I have a Saturday with nothing on my calendar. One of the things that kept me so busy recently
The Narcissist told me I was nothing. He led me to believe I was unintelligent, lacked motivation, wasn’t attractive or sexy, wasn’t pleasant to be around. He succeeded, for a long time. Until I started wondering why he needed to battle me so. #Narcissist
My brother proposed to his girlfriend a few weeks ago. When I first was informed, my immediate reaction was overwhelming happiness. Then, suddenly and unexpectedly,