I was always quiet and docile. I worked hard at my after school job and stayed out of trouble. I was an angel compared to normal kids who tested the limits, but my mother would tell people I was horrible, disrespectful, and out of control because I spoke up about being abused at home.
A few years ago, I wrote about a former “friend” of mine that started to show me red flags. He later killed his wife and then himself. When it happened, I was stunned that he’d gone so far, but at the same time, I wasn’t totally surprised because I had started to see through him … Read more
I often wonder why the narcopath picked ME to marry when he was a lifelong bachelor at nearly 60 year old. (Although I have some bits of evidence that he was married to others….) As far as I know for sure, he had never been married. He had been with hundreds and hundreds of women, … Read more
I work from home so I spend more time online than I should. Some of my social media groups overlap with a few people from my old pre-sociopath groups, so every once in a while, I will see nasty comments from people I don’t know who have been listening to gossip through the grapevine. Every … Read more
Maybe I’m alone in this, but when something or someone has been in my life a while, I calculate what percentage of my life I have shared with it or them. For example I’ve known my oldest friend for 75% of my life. I’ve lived in my house for nearly half my life. I wore … Read more