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I saw this post on instagram, an this hits home.
3 years ago, I was in the same boat, I have a lot of frustrations; that my mood gets affected and being the empath and hyper sensitive persona that I am, it was affecting my perceptions, I though it was just hormones-due to postpartum, and I was feeling depress, frustrated, lonely mad at myself I always question if I was the problem, since all the feelings that I have at that time and the actions that I have been doing was newness. I have never felt that way before, and I don't really know how to react, and I hate the feeling that I was feeling. Then the moment of break that much need, the time away from my "abuser- narc" got me that sense of relief but at the same time still felt a little guilt because I have to take that time away, but deep down I know that I needed it, it was all weird to me because I was trying to understand my abuser, I thought he was just having a tough time and I needed to be there for him despite the emotional torment, harsh words that came from him. All along that guilt feeling that I have is because of him, I didn't know that what to call it, and how to explain it. But truly I was bottling this anger inside. It's like a feeling of drowning.
I was feeling guilty because I was angry, I was not kind to myself I hate myself for having that feelings towards someone. It's very toxic. But now I realize that "anger" was of a healthy kind, that it was my minds response to not tolerate the maltreatment any longer.
Fast forward to this day, I'm still thriving, but I can breathe a little, as I have learned how to establish good boundaries, and would no longer accept to be mistreated. I still practice kindness, but won't tolerate any longer as this I know helps the abuser to realize; if they don't, then that's on them and not in me.
I'm a people pleaser, a selfless person that will put others first before myself. That is who I am. But learning how to establish boundaries is my take away from the experience. I'm still far away from a better me, but I know I can hold my head up as I navigate through this.
Been thinking about how society is such a mess.
To the common people: Truth is unnerving, Hope is a burden, and Communication is a bother.
They don't know what to do with FREEDOM
Are you one of them?
I want to throw up when you say I love you.

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Anberlin - Blame me! Blame me!
Blame me! Blame me! Blame me! For mistakes you’ve made but you can’t own Hate me! Hate me! Hate me! For every honest word that you’ve postponed
I'll be fine I swear, I'm just gone beyond repair.
"And the things bottled inside have finally begun to create so much pressure that I'll soon blow up"
Anybody who is suffering to a suspected narcissistic abuse?

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There is no one to blame but me. Because I made stupid decisions and now I'm suffering because of it.
I only loved, open my heart and gave everything but all I got in return is a broken heart.
I got so blinded and because of that I was foolish.
How do I get out of this mess? It wasn't easy to walk away if there will be an innocent one that can be affected with my decision?
He said he would change and all he want is another chance. I gave you not just plenty but a ton! Seems like I can't get the whole bread but because you only give me crumbs. I deserve more.
What is worse?
Emotional Neglect or Physical Neglect?
Its so easy for everybody to say the word "forgiveness". It hits different if you experience it yourself. So don't rush anybody to that conclusion, as only time can let the mind and heart heal. Forgive but it can never be forgotten.
Don't live with your delusion.
Stop enabling somebody,it wrecks havoc on other people's lives. It's like Cancer. You're really not helping them, not only they're a destruction to others, but also to themselves the most. Worst they turn into monsters they don't care about other people's well being and they are the definition of "misery loves company".
I'd rather be alone than be with someone that suck out all the best in you and inflict that same level of pain. It's better to distant yourself and heal.

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Some people can easily say that mistake is a "happy little accident" even though it destroyed someone else's life. #thoughts
Have you ever been in a position that you have been betrayed but leaving is a hard thing to do because someone else's future relies on that decision? A heavy weight decision could produce multiple outcomes.