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I Unsubscribed From All Channels on Narcissism. Now, The Real Work Begins
The time has come to move on. I have learned enough.
The obsession of trying to figure out what it was I experienced has exhausted itself, but more so has exhausted me. I’m to the point I don’t give a fuck what it was I dated. All I know is it was abusive, very abusive.
It’s time to look at myself, where change starts away from the ruminating thoughts
I believe it has taken a bigger toll on me than I realize. I know it has brought to the surface many demons that were lying dormant, waiting to lash out when awoken. Well, they are awake and doing laps around my mind. They are persistent little bastards too.
And the more I continue to ruminate and obsess about what it was, I am doing nothing but feeding the demons and keeping them alive. I needed them to wake up. I needed them to show me parts of myself I needed to heal and improve. I would never have had this opportunity to make any changes if it hadn’t been for my ex. She showed me shit no one else in the world would have.
Has it been painful?
Holy fuck, yes, that’s an understatement. But the shit I am going through now has nothing to do with…
