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This time of my life, after marriage to a narcissist, had been a trek through the bowels of the Twilight Zone. I found myself in an alien land - the wife of a man who later presented as bipolar, his invalid mother with Asperger's Syndrome, and a bipolar and alcoholic adult son. I was ill prepared in my enthusiastic dash for one final chance to have love with all the trimmings. The close dynamics in which I became enmeshed along with my spouse left me feeling as though I were drowning in a black hole of unrelenting need.
Letting all my financial holdings be liquidated, always with the promise of "we have the rest of our lives to make this up," I was left out-in-the-cold when I refused the final beseiging to sell my tiny house. The world of narcissism left me exhausted and frightened - there was no empathy for me as a being. I was only a tool to be used. Suffering relationship Stockholm Syndrome, I was cut from the clan as coldly and precisely as if it were a surgical incision. I was no longer valuable to these people.
It was a long journey back to find myself. The strange morals of the group always left me feeling out-of-focus. There are many of us survivors and we are taking steps to reclaim our lives.
Letting all my financial holdings be liquidated, always with the promise of "we have the rest of our lives to make this up," I was left out-in-the-cold when I refused the final beseiging to sell my tiny house. The world of narcissism left me exhausted and frightened - there was no empathy for me as a being. I was only a tool to be used. Suffering relationship Stockholm Syndrome, I was cut from the clan as coldly and precisely as if it were a surgical incision. I was no longer valuable to these people.
It was a long journey back to find myself. The strange morals of the group always left me feeling out-of-focus. There are many of us survivors and we are taking steps to reclaim our lives.
