I am listening to the audiobook The Betrayal Bond by Patrick J. Carnes, PhD. It’s a hard book to listen to (or read), it delves deep into the darkness of what we humans are actually capable of. I have had to pause it often, I can’t listen to it just before bed or I’ll have …
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That’s what he says… but that is exactly what he did. He says he was just pushing me away because I came “at him”… I was sobbing and tried to hug him. He pushed me away, from one side of the living room to the other. He pushed me away, I landed on my ass …
During my cram packed searching and studying to learn all I could about Toxic Relationships, Narcissists and other Cluster-B types… the one thing that really stuck in my heart was what Jackson Mackenzie said about them stealing our “innocence”. Now you may be thinking, well I wasn’t so innocent when I met my partner… for …
I feel sick. DD2 texted me and told me He just showed up unannounced, our nephew in tow. This man, this person, who cannot allow anyone to cross his boundaries, to inconvenience him, to “force” him to do anything, cannot, will not, has not ever, respected our boundaries. Who the fuck does he think he …
It was a Tuesday… I woke up that morning at 6 am. I am not a morning person. Something told me to look at his LinkedIn, and when I did I saw that he had posted he was open to working in Vegas or LA. Las Vegas or Los Angeles. We live in Washington. That …
It started the week before Thanksgiving, I felt like the flu had hit me like a ton of bricks. I refused to cancel Thanksgiving, I was determined to will myself well. Then Christmas, then New Years, keep going until the end of March. I was so exhausted. I was finally able to get a doctor’s …
I met my first husband just briefly the night of my mother’s funeral. I was 17 so I didn’t have the sense to be at home mourning like I should have been, I was with my girlfriends looking for comfort in all the wrong places. Found it! Well, found it the next night when we …
My nest is empty, all but one adult son with Asperger’s who dwells down below (in the basement apartment). So yeah, I’m pretty much alone most of the time. It’s funny, when Rob became a manager last year he was gone 60 hours a week, and I hated it at first. Being alone so often. …