Dear Narcissist,
I don’t understand how when you say you “love me”, that you can treat me like you do. One minute helping me walk in the snow and the next yelling at me to take the dog out or get rid of him. So I take him out, fall and fracture my tailbone and smack my head.
I’ve worked all day and yet I am expected to do everything. You are constantly on me about weight causing my self esteem to plummet. I have to color my hair the color you want even though I hate it. You pick out my clothes.
Sometimes I work 14 hour days and come home to cook, clean, and do the recycle when you’ve sat here all day. You criticize my driving and tell me I’m getting dementia. You put my family down and criticize them. Even though I bring home the bacon I can’t spend a penny without your permission because you might need it for the casino.
I can’t think for myself and my mind is so full of trying not to forget anything that I inevitability do. Im wound tight as a clock. If I’m ten minutes late getting home from work you cuss me out for not calling. Is it concern or control? You say how close your family is but I’ve never heard an “I love you” nor seen a hug.
I used to be self confident, be daring, and feel smart. Now I feel beat down, fat, and not so smart. I’m tired of you hiding my things and trying to make me feel crazy. If you are a normal person reading this I’m sure you’re wondering why the victim doesn’t just leave. Well, its complicated. I seem to draw narcs and they all seem to be fine until you’re hooked. Then it’s all but impossible to leave. I have no money to move back to the state I moved from. I can’t seem to save anything because it takes every penny I make to live. If you are in a relationship that doesn’t seem right it probably isn’t. Get out before you drown. Love and light.
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