Thank you Sophie.
it almost feels like too much to even try to explain.
when I wrote this post, I was scared. I was kind of hoping someone would say I was having some kind of psychotic episode.
I knew in my heart and in my head what it meant, it was just a scary feeling I guess. I gave up that day.
felt at peace and happy I was finally going to get to rest..
perhaps it was a psychotic episode, but with so much negative stuff happening in my life, it doesn’t feel psychotic, it feels normal. Like how a “normal” person would feel after enduring such trauma and narcissistic behaviour from the father of your children.
I live day by day.
I hate life. Always have struggled. I need to know what the whole point is..? No one knows that. And then people go on about oh it’s life lessons blah blah..
yes, I see the good between the bad. But the bad seems to outweigh the good.
my “saviour” husband, of 15 years had an affair with my sons carer and then made me out to look crazy to everyone.
it’s been a hard road. My parents can finally see the smiling Cheshire Cat or smiling assassin of an ex isn’t who they all thought he was. Meanwhe damage is done.
I don’t ever want to leave them with such a narcissist father. Questioning your own sanity because of him. Trying to prove its not you, it’s him.