Bear with me.

I don’t really know where to start. Heck, I don’t even know if I should start. All I know is that this may bring me some peace.

This is something I have considered starting for a while but something has always held me back. Mainly I think, because the topics I will talk about and reference are not light hearted. They are dark. They are fearsome. And until now, for me, they have been lonely.

But I know it will get better.

One day.

As titled, this will be about my life living with a narcissist and the journey I have been on and am still enduring – for this moment in time at least.

Writing this gives me a little courage, but it also makes everything I’ve been through and felt, the things I’ve buried in the deepest corners of my mind and heart for my own protection and sanity, come back to life.

This is not going to be easy for me to write. This is not going to be easy to read.

Bear with me.