Narcissists don’t wake up one day fully formed. They evolve. Their charm, cruelty, and control aren’t random personality quirks, but armor of someone terrified of being ordinary. Narcissism is a lifelong defense system built to hide insecurity and keep the illusion of power alive. I grew up surrounded by it. In the silences after my … Read more
After surviving years of emotional chaos, sometimes the most powerful lessons don’t come from therapists or books. They come from simple stories that remind you who you are. I learned this in the quiet aftermath of family battles, the kind that leave no bruises, just the sting of being unseen. My mother’s silence could last … Read more
Narcissists don’t need to love you to stay obsessed with you. They just need access. I learned that the hard way. Even after I went no contact with my mother, she still seemed to know things that I never told her. The time I arrive home. What I wore at work. Who I was with. … Read more
For years, I was trained to believe that peace depended on keeping everyone else comfortable. I could sense tension before words were even spoken. The shift in my mother’s breathing, the sound of her footsteps on the floor, and the silence that followed my brother’s slammed door. I learned early that safety meant anticipation: reading … Read more
It always starts the same way. Someone tilts their head and asks gently, “But what did they actually do?” And I freeze. Because how do I explain that the worst part wasn’t a slap, a scream, or a scene, but the slow erosion of reality itself? How do you tell someone that what broke you … Read more
After narcissistic abuse, strength doesn’t feel like power. It feels like remembering who you are. There’s a strange quiet that follows emotional war. You’re free, but not at peace. You keep replaying arguments that never made sense, scanning every word and tone for proof that maybe it wasn’t that bad. But it was. Narcissistic abuse … Read more
There I was, standing in the garage rummaging through old boxes as a song drifted unexpectedly from the radio. It has a gentle melody and striking lyrics. And then, almost instantly, I felt it. A shiver that raced down my spine, goosebumps bursting up my arms. It startled me. Not just the physical reaction, but … Read more
A narcissist doesn’t just let you go. They plot your downfall. When I first went low contact with my mother, I thought peace would follow. Instead, silence became her weapon. It started with subtle moves, like “accidental” messages through my brother and indirect questions through relatives. Then came the carefully crafted social media posts that … Read more
I used to believe that if I just explained myself clearly enough, my mother would finally understand me. I’d rehearse my words before walking into her room, calm tone, logical points, no emotional outbursts. But it never mattered. The conversation would always twist. Somehow, I’d walk out feeling like the villain, confused about how we … Read more
Narcissistic abuse doesn’t just drain your emotions. It drains your energy, glow, and natural magnetism. I remember waking up one morning years after leaving my family home, realizing my body still braced for attack. My shoulders are tight, jaw clenched, and heart racing at the faintest sound of my phone buzzing. It didn’t make sense. … Read more
