New blog categories will feature stories about my journey through hospital & other abuses & also SA, CSA & DV stories from around the globe.

Sometimes putting on a brave face comes at a cost, especially when the narcissistic abuse I suffered was swallowing me whole. I was not OK.

The devaluation & discard phase of narcissistic abuse was as bad as his rage. It cost me a couple of months of sobriety & nearly my life.

Even knowing our breakup was the right thing, narcissistic abuse wounded my spirit in a way I did not recognize, pain I couldn't bear. Sad.

Story of narcissistic abuse that spanned nearly two decades with some estrangement. When we finally reunited, he saved the worst for last.

I wrote this poem months ago, feeling lost, unseen, breaking under the weight of an impossible archetype that regarded not my own humanity.

Today, and for the last few days, I've been fighting unmitigated pancreatic pain because the feds decided part of my pancreatic pain...