My theory:
Narcissists are becoming more and more common because –
…..day care….
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Category: Moment of Clarity
Wonder and Courage
Don’t Be a Dick
I thought he was different than the dude who stole my car
Turns out he’s exactly the same
Signing me up for health insurance quotes and Magic Jack and time share condos and (apparently) my social security number is no longer valid…
I’m getting at least 5 calls a day
Too bad they’re recordings or I would try to sell them on my business
*sigh*
At least he didn’t steal my car…
You Are So Wise!
My Psychotic Break (Part 2)
To read Part 1, click HERE
After all that bullshit, we didn’t have another interaction for 6 days.
And it’s the 5th week of barely any contact…
On that Friday afternoon, he sent me a text. “You won’t believe it, but I hyperextended my knee playing basketball last night.”
He was right. I didn’t believe it…
“Oh, that’s terrible,” I answered.
There were a few more trite comments where I tried to be nice and pretend like I gave a shit.
Then our chat was over.
Forgive Yourself
My Psychotic Break (Part 1)
After I told all you folks that I was completely done with Alaska and never ever in a million years going to take him back,
I took him back.
I was so ashamed that I couldn’t write about it.
Just like all those other times before I stopped writing because of him.
Because I didn’t want to hear your objections.
Because you were right.
And at the end end of it all, I ultimately broke.
Bipolarity
I’ve been seeing a shrink
It started after I told Thing #1 I wanted to kill myself and asked if she wanted to come with
That was when I finally realized I was out of control
It’s been since high school, some 30 years ago that I’ve felt so self-destructive
My Stolen Self
I hate you for stealing me from myself
I am so broken that all I can see is the ugly in people
Taking advantage of those who are generous
Lying, cheating and stealing to get what they want
Or to hurt someone deeply
Intentionally
And I am becoming that person
I’ve lost my trust
My willingness to help
It’s so hard to be nice
To remember that everyone has a story I don’t know
My heart used to be eager
Innocent
But it’s dead now
Or maybe in a coma
I’m Over It
Kink isn’t my thing.
I tried it and I like it.
But I am unable to find a compatible partner.
And I’m sick of trying.
It hurts too much.
