Reset. Readjust. Restart. Refocus.

There have been many times over the past year where I have had to start over. Each time, I failed. Not because of something that I was doing wrong, but someone kept getting in the way.

A brain fog had formed. It was put there by the narcissist. The mental and psychological abuse that he was throwing at me caused it to form.

Every time that I felt it start to lift, even if it was just a smidge, I would start over. Then the narcissist would start all over with his antics. Not that he really stopped, but there were rare times when I felt like I could breathe and felt the fog lift, so I made an attempt.

I need out. My son deserves better than what the narcissist is throwing at us.

No matter how long it takes.

No matter how many times I have to start over.

No matter how many times I have to reset.

No matter how long!

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