Reading old emails exchanged with my captors makes me sick. Nauseated. Loquacious lovey-dovey’s and toe-curling coo’s drip from our email conversations. The contrast between our communication back then is in stark contrast to the barbs and silences now.
It’s contradictory. Crazy-making.
Stockholm Syndrome overwhelmed me again last night, wracking my frame with guttural sobs. As tears poured down my cheeks, a voice I barely recognized as my own cried, “What did I do that was so bad? What happened to all the love? Why did they do all this shit to me? Did they ever love me at all? Did I ever truly love them? Did they ever have empathy for me?”
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Lenora Thompson writes a great blog...she's been there, seen that, and lived to tell the tales. - Facebook friend
Happy Valentine’s Day! Today isn’t just about loving your honey. It’s about loving yourself too and self-care is one of the main ways we love ourselves. But first, have you read Part 1 of this article?
What Is Self-Care?
I define self-care as anything that cracks the catatonic shell protecting your heart and allows you to feel your feelings, to weep, to feel empathy for yourself and to heal.
For me self-care is anything gentle, tender and beautiful that releases the floodgates of tears, without effort.
It may be a birdsong. The glimpse of a rainbow. The fragrance of a flower.
You’ll know it when you feel it. It’s a feeling like no other.
Click here to read the full article on PsychCentral!
That's right! My husband and I had just one date before our wedding.
Wise men say
Only fools rush in
But I can't help falling in love with you
I'd never felt that way about anyone before. And it wasn't anything like how one imagines "falling in love" feels from listening to all the love songs and watching romantic movies.
What I felt was peace. The most profound peace this "cat on a hit tin roof" had ever felt.
It wasn't so much that I merely wanted to marry him. I was compelled to marry him...immediately.
I always tell singles, "Don't marry the person you want to marry. Marry the person you can't NOT marry." Yes. That is a double negative and I meant it.
Some things are meant to be
Take my hand,
Take my whole life too
For I can't help falling in love with you
It all started online. A very modern romance indeed.
Read the whole crazy, romantic story on the Huffington Post! Click here!
In some ways, healing from narcissistic abuse would be so much easier if I hadn’t felt so loved. Yes, truly loved by the engulfing narcs. The juxtaposition of love versus abuse is so confusing I can feel the pressure building inside my skull each time I think about it.
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