So I’m at work, closing the store in an hour, and there are no customers. So I thought I could do a blog post. I moved out of my brother’s house. He was giving me terrible panic attacks, the worst I’ve ever had in my life. You might argue that I am responsible for how
Rebekah I’m sorry I should have been more specific this afternoon when we sorta talked. I can’t or couldn’t (depending on when you read this) see you tonight because I was afraid to! As I said for the past five nights in a row you have treated me like poison for 5 different reasons.
I’ve been working on creating an audiobook about the Jewish daily prayers. I was doing a segment explaining what a brit is (a covenant) and I had an epiphany about the narcissist. Basically, I was explaining how I loved the narcissist unconditionally. I compared my love for David to the way God feels about us,
I am re-posting this image because it is a snapshot of my ex-marriage to my ex-abuser. Conversations went like this: ignore me yawn avoid eye contact interrupt mention some mistake I made 3 years ago deny talk thru me or shout over me be dismissive hijack the conversation
I was at my supposedly monogamous and committed-to-me boyfriend’s house. He was fixing me lunch and we were having fun watching some movie. It was a very low key afternoon, the kind of date you have when you are poor and can’t afford to go anywhere. Someone knocked on his front door. It turned out
Unknown date, Nov 1987: My Beautiful Rebekah, I love you more than anything I’ve ever known, I’ve said this bunch of times before because it’s true. Because I love you so much I’ll truly respect your decision and never bother you in any way. If we pass please don’t be rude or bitter, just smile