Historias de Narcissist

"Mi tiad ah this constant fuckry wid uh ino betta mi just guh mi ways bredda" I said kissing my teeth running up the stairs as he just take a puff of his spliff watching me. A suh love mek we behave? Like I hate him but love him at the same time and it's so hard to let go of him.

Some marriages begin with celebrations. Mine began with silence, fear, numbness and unanswered calls. I am Raveesh. This is not a love story the way people like to hear it. It is the story of a marriage that happened in silence, fear, manipulation, and numbness - a marriage my family was not present for yet paid the heaviest price for. Told from where I stand today, in December 2025, this is my truth - of love that blurred judgment, of obedience mistaken for sacrifice, of faith questioned, of a woman who walked out of her home thinking she was choosing marriage, only to realize much later what she had actually lost. This story is not about villains or heroes. It is about how easily a life can change when fear speaks louder than intuition, and how some doors, once closed, take years to even knock on again. This is the marriage my family didn't attend - but lived with the consequences of, every single day.

He thought he was taming her with a failing business. He thought bringing his friends over to demand five-course meals would keep her in her place. He asked what she brought to the table, never realizing she was the one who built the table-and she's about to take the legs out from under it. In the fourth installment of the Architect's Ledger series, the fight for justice moves from the boardroom to the breakfast nook. From the 'Long Sleep' that ends careers to the 'Glitter Signal' that exposes the side-chicks, the domestic cold war is no longer quiet. The doors are locked. The meal is served. And the receipts? They're tucked inside the ghost account you never knew she had. As of 17/4/ 26 #1 in financialabuse #2 in audit #2 in domesticnoir #2 in hostiletakeover #5 in narcissist #7 in housewife #10 in darkdrama #16 in womenempowerment #63 in justice

"You rotten fish" "excu-" "You silicon face caked up with makeup" "What the fuc-" "You cheating beech" "Holy Molly who the fu-" "Don't ever show me your plastic face" "HELL'S BELL, you'll have to pay for this discourtesy, you twat" ____ A crude A narcissist A nd A wrong phone call ** H I G H E S T R A N K I N G #69 on humor 15/04/18 #61 on humor 23/04/18 #8 on dialogue story 03/03/19

"How do you recognize manipulation when it arrives disguised as care?" When Kanu thought stability had finally entered her life, she discovered that what looked like security was only another carefully crafted trap. The garden that once symbolized peace slowly became a bargaining chip. Measurements were taken, numbers were calculated, and decisions were made - but never with Kanu's consent. What appeared to be practical planning slowly revealed itself as something far more calculated. Anit Singh spoke the language of responsibility and financial wisdom, yet beneath his reassuring words lay control. Every promise of protection came tied with invisible strings. Every act of "support" tightened the grip around Kanu's independence. #LifeInANarcissistFamily #RenuAuthor #NarcissisticFamily #NarcissisticAbuse #EmotionalManipulation #ToxicFamily #PsychologicalAbuse #FakeSecurity #HiddenControl #FamilyDrama #Manipulation #EmotionalControl #FinancialControl #DarkFamilySecrets #BreakingTheSilence #SurvivingNarcissists #WomenStrength #SelfRealization #HealingJourney #EmotionalTrauma #FamilyConflict #RealLifeStories #DramaFiction #PsychologicalDrama #WattpadStories Copyright © 2026Renu. All Rights Reserved. No part of this work may be copied, stored, or shared in any form without the author's permission. This story is a work of non-fiction based on real-life events. Unauthorized use is prohibited.

A poem about narcissism

Currently, I just want a way to have others read the poems I've written while trying to get out of an abusive relationship. I'm trying to stay strong, and writing poems has been something that gives me strength.

Surviving Narcissistic Love Behind closed doors, everything looks different. To the world, we were a family. Two mothers. Three children. Smiles that looked real enough to believe. But no one saw what happened when the doors closed. No one saw the silence that lasted for days. The emotional storms that came without warning. The control that slowly replaced love. And no one saw how quickly I started losing myself inside it. What began as love slowly turned into jealousy, manipulation, and control-until I no longer recognized the life I was living. This is not just a story about a relationship. It's a story about emotional abuse. About financial control. About the impact it has on children who are caught in the middle. And about what it takes to finally wake up and see the truth. Behind Closed Doors is a raw, emotional journey through love, pain, survival, and healing. Because sometimes the hardest part isn't leaving... It's realizing you've been trapped all along.

After a devastating divorce leaves Viviene Hart raising three children on her own, the last thing she expects is to find love again-especially not with the captivating Regina Sinclair, a chemist who sweeps her off her feet with passion and glamour. But as their whirlwind romance intensifies, Viviene begins to sense that not everything is as perfect as it seems. Torn between the thrill of new love and the need to protect her family, Viviene must confront her deepest fears and rediscover her inner strength. Will she lose herself in the allure of romance, or will she find the courage to stay true to who she really is?

Dreams. They are both wonderful and terrible. Wonderful because they can bring joy; hope. Terrible because they can tear you from the real world. Nightmares. Defeat; helplessness. You can do nothing but watch. Waking up in the middle of the night, gasping for breath, and crying. Desperate to stay awake. To save yourself from that pain. Meet Lyla. She's an ordinary girl who goes to a high school like everybody else her age. She blends in the crowds and nobody pays much attention to her. One fateful night, she encounters the last person she'd expect to be walking on Earth. Her dead grandfather. He informs her that she is one of a race that can control and take away other people's dreams and nightmares. He tells her of a prophecy. A prophecy that will change everything, with no which way of fixing itself.

Donald J. Trump is likely the worst president in US history, yet he still has an approval rating averaging around 40%. Why? This book does a deep dive into the phenomenon of Trump. It begins by profiling the man -- his psychological makeup and personality, and how these factors influence his decision making as President. Then it looks at his base. Why are they so loyal? How do they defend Trump. Finally, we explore his record, both in business and as President. With Trump it is so easy to forget the horrible things he has done because he does something else terrible that focuses our attention on it rather than the past.

A poem about a narc I love

Already in Hell is a powerful book retelling my domestic abuse story, from start to finish, with excruciating detail. I hope to give those who have never experienced DV an inside look into the true horrors it can become and how it progresses. I hope to inspire any current DV victims to become survivors. Sharing my story is incredibly difficult, but if this helps one victim become a survivor, or a family finally understand why their loved one chose to stay for so long, I will consider it a success.

Just a bunch of disorders, phobias, killers, and stuffs you probably don't wanna read. It contains GORE. And oh yea, the contents are messy.

Read the story and find out

"Do you like her, Yoonwoo?" "Obviously its a yes-" "I kne-" "When my life is on stakes"

Two stories up was the bedroom that my brother and I shared as children. "The Window" is my earliest memory of attempting to escape from the hands of my violent mother. As my father left for work on a daily basis, so did my sense of safety. My five year old hope depleted as I watched the glare of the sun escape with the slam of the door.

Once coming from a newborn baby, The kid had to undergo many things in life. As he grows older, the scarier he becomes. Until one day he does something unacceptable.