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My 3 Biggest Regrets While on The Tail End of Narcissist Abuse
Do as I write, not as I do.
In November of 2017, I had no idea what I was signing up for. I was in Vegas at the time for the summer. I posted a message on Facebook to see if anyone wanted to run the Thanksgiving Day race back in Cincinnati upon my return. And, of course, she was the first one to respond.
Growing Up
We grew up in the same town, and she went to school with my younger sister. Around 8th grade, her parents moved her to an affluent private school in the area to escape some trouble she was having.
We ran around the same group of friends in high school due to her dating one of my friends. I wasn’t close to him, but I know their relationship was a little odd from what other friends told me. I didn’t think much of it after she responded to the Facebook post.
The Set-up
I was supposed to attend the Route 91 Harvest concert at Mandalay Bay in 2017. Fortunately, my Bengals were winning, and I turned down the extra ticket from a friend to watch. Later, I discovered it would be the deadliest mass shooting committed by a single person in US history. Thankfully my friend was Ok, but she said it was complete chaos. It still gives me chills to think about.
