Once You Quit Thinking The Narcissists Cared, it Gets Better.

Because let’s be honest. You never believed they cared. We would think ourselves into believing.

Most victims miss the point. You definitely exist to them, but not in the way you think you exist that existed. It’s confusing, I know.

Do you know what they think of you? “How much attention, love and admiration can I get out of this stupid fuck before they notice what I’m doing?”

And the minute you aren’t doing what they think you should be doing or giving, see ya asshole!

You don’t exist!

It’s brutal shit, right?

But the most beautiful damn thing out of this whole mess is it’s pretty comical when you become aware of their game.

Not just your ex but all abusers in general.

There is a precise method to their madness, and it’s pretty pathetic when you finally see the pieces to the puzzle you couldn’t find.

Your pain and anger turn to apathy and indifference. You won’t want the best for them, and not the worst, either.

You see them for the disordered person they are.

You stop “trying.”