For the longest time I’ve been trying to figure out what the hell is going on in my life? Why do I keep finding myself in relationships that leave me occasionally feeling almost high with happy, but mostly so very heartbroken and completely depleted?
My sense making journey was initially motivated by understanding what is wrong with me that love is such an ugly, damaging, and repellent thing (as far as I had experienced it), yet also finding myself craving it to the point where I frequently found myself in impossible situations with nasty types.
My need to find some reason in the madness, over the past years shifted to simply seeking a way to break the patterns and to be free from narcissists. To find peace if nothing else.
I’ve been to countless therapy sessions, and researched like a demon through my career in helping capacities with others who find themselves in similar situations; in pursuing postgraduate psychology studies; and in devouring more books, screens, podcasts etc. than you can possibly imagine.
And now I find myself here: a place of not only peace, freedom and healthy love, but joy.
This place has been hard won, and has necessitated brutal honesty with myself about my role in falling into these relationships, and the capacity to identify and remove narcissists from my life.
The most powerful teachers for me have been those of us who share in this community of survivors of narcissistic abuse. Hearing the voice of others echo my own story, has kept me afloat in many black, lonely times, and shown me that I’m not alone and there is hope.
Silence is a killer. Finding my voice, my truth, has been my saviour. As it has been for countless others.
In sharing my own research, and stories, I seek to give back to this same life saving community I am so grateful for, and to encourage others to find their voices and their freedom.