The saying goes that possession is nine-tenths of the law. Once a narcissist has you in their possession, it is very difficult to escape. You may be unfortunate to have a parent who is a narcissist, as do I, or you may have a partner who falls into this category, as do I. (Hopefully the … Continue reading On Being Owned
There are times that I hate thinking. With a passion. I spend a lot of time in my head - analysing, mulling, introspection, rehashing and more. I make a point of connecting with people on a daily basis if I don't have my kids with me, whether it is via phone, visits, going out or … Continue reading Too Much Thinking
I went out for dinner with a friend this evening. This person knows some of my story, but not all, as partly I don't know the individual particularly well, being fairly new to my social circle, and partly because I have a question mark in my mind, perhaps unfairly, regarding how discreet and how trustworthy … Continue reading Is it just me that is crazy?
Some people call them Earth Angels. Mine are called friends. They may not be actual angels, but they are angelic to me. I would not have started nor been able to continue my current journey without these beloved people. Some have known me for many years and seen my descent into sadness and loss of … Continue reading Angels in Human Form
Pain comes in many sizes, shapes and forms. Mine is typically emotional. I fortunately have a very high physical pain threshold. This has served me well as I have popped out four kids and torn on each delivery. No, I didn't feel it at the time. Yes, I recovered. No, I don't have a floppy … Continue reading Pain
Or, at least, there I was. Stuck in what felt like an infinite time-loop continuum. Going from being told I was crazy and needed help, to feeling like I was indeed crazy and needed help and then thinking, (rightfully), that perhaps I am actually relatively normal and it's the other party who needs the help, … Continue reading And There We Were…