I do the things I do because I am tethered to old behaviors. They are comfortable but are based on old interpretations of the world.
Finally on a path of healing I am reworking my life’s puzzle pieces. Because that is life, right? All these little pieces to fit together. It is never too late to start reworking those pieces.
Having one narcissistic parent is bad enough (I guess), but having two narcissistic parents, well, that is, well, hard. My needs went unmet and unheeded to serve their needs.
I stood on the precipice, staring into the darkness, and turned away. Sadly, I lost a friend who stood in a similar place and instead of turning away, she walked into the darkness.
I hadn’t spoken to L in years. Her death has effected me on a level that surprised me. I think her lifelong struggle with addiction may have contributed. I guess this is when people say ‘she lost her battle with her demons.’ I guess.
Is Today Me really better than Yesterday Me? Should I lament Yesterday Me and the decisions that were made?
I don’t much about healthy boundaries. I was raised that I was not allowed to have boundaries. I was certainly not allowed to assert myself with healthy boundaries.