I heard that my narcissist, David, is Love-Bombing a new girlfriend and he is so happy. This may even be a rumor. But all my progress shot right out the jagged tear in my heart and I have regressed to the earlier stages of grief. I don’t have anything good to say about life right now and I wish I weren’t still here (among the living). I am sure that this is just another phase that will soon pass, but I sincerely apologize for being a wet mop until I can get past this new hurt. It’s time for more lol cats, more sunlight, and less alcohol. Please bear with me.