It’s Not Love, It’s Just The Euphoria Of A Trauma Bond With A Narcissist
While he may have told you he loved you, his actions spoke volumes. And at times you felt he loved you. But that was the euphoric feeling of being addicted to a narcissist.
While he may have told you he loved you, his actions spoke volumes. And at times you felt he loved you. But that was the euphoric feeling of being addicted to a narcissist.
You cannot even begin to comprehend why, of all people, you suffer from infertility.
It has taken years for me to get to where I am. Now that I have arrived, I realize that it was your loss.
You are a free thinker. You are not limited to the stereotypes that are ironically pushed on you by people who claim to be frustrated by the very same judgement.
It goes on and on, my own mind handpicking insults, replaying traumatic moments and reassuring me that somehow I could have changed the outcomes. Reminding me to be quiet, because no one ever understands. And at last, the first tear falls.
I didn’t just lose you. You didn’t just lose me. We lost a war to something much bigger than us.
The day I fell in love with you, the entire earth shook. The universe turned upside down and galaxies crossed each other.
Self-love is a soul-wrenching, honest, and humbling adventure. I hope that you choose it anyhow.