I Will Never Stop Trying to Get Away From You - Narcissistic Trauma Story/Rant
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Concluida vie, ene 19, 202415m
Rant part two because I need therapy and letting my trauma rot inside by brain is not helpful. This is about my previous friendship with a girl I see every day at school. She completely wrecked my brain function and now gives me flashbacks to the awesome trauma she gave me... everything she opens her fake, insecure and self-righteous mouth. I desperately want to get on with my life now that I've grown into a better, more secure person but she is still stuck in the same places as me because she's run out of people and places to haunt.
If you found any of my story to be interesting, you might like one of my two Spotify playlists that I've made about my special someone: 'she's toxic but you used to like her' and 'screw the toxic girl - tell karma I said hi'. The two have very different vibes but are still vibes, nonetheless. I hope you don't relate to them. <3
Disclaimer: I am not a therapist or expert in Narcissist abuse. I simply know about it and want to speak out about my experience with a narcissist because it hurts like hell and I need to rant about it to help me and possibly someone else who went through something similar. Slight swears ahead.
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