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He Was My Forever...Before He Became My Never

The path with a narcissist is always brutal. I hate that I ever conceived with him. I write anytime, especially when I hurt or grieve. I do.

'They Say': The Deady Cost of the Strong Woman Archetype

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

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