Modern mental experience : it’s enough to drive you ‘mad’.
Does casual use of personality disorder labeling enable abusers.
When the narcissist cries ‘narcissism!’ as a first line of defense.
“I’m so very sorry Dee, I know you’re ill but I need your help” read the text message that flashed through my phone. “It’s my friend. She left her husband a few months ago and her ex is…”
I did not need to read the rest of the message to know what the problem was going to be. Against some phenomenally long odds, I am able to tell you that I am an abuse survivor. I lived, a shell of a human being. So empty I virtually had no shadow of my former self remains. I lived with a narcissist for almost fifteen years. Fifteen long years over which my self-confidence, my personality, and my basic human dignity were chipped away at and I started to believe the lies that I was being told about myself. The only worth within me was raising children, and even they were a mechanism of control.
I look back at what my children and I lived and what we survived and it seems like a different life. Like a movie starring someone else. Something that can…
