Today, I lost it. All the events of the past 18 months just boiled over and I lost it. I shouldn’t have, but I did.
As a result, I almost did stupid. Thankfully, I didn’t. A stranger I didn’t know stopped me. She knew. I didn’t have to say a word. She just knew. My demeanor said it all.
It’s been a whirlwind. A nightmare. Words cannot even begin to explain what the situation did to mental state. The effects of a narcissist aren’t easy to explain. Healing isn’t going to happen overnight. Support proved to practically nonexistent. It’s one thing to have sympathy, but it’s a completely different situation when you actually take action and help.
But today did prove something: sometimes, a stranger can have more of a positive effect than a familiar face.
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