Narcissistic Abuse, a form of abuse you will almost never hear about... until you wake up on the wrong side of it. It's healing is almost impossible. Almost. 
You somehow, from a place inside you never knew existed; until the narcissist has done their worst and left you to die, (only after they've convinced you, that it was you, and you who was to blame) you'll find a strength. A will to survive. Screaming a silent prayer to a God you forgot to believe in, for one more breathe,just one more chance to live again. 
You'll wish 1000x atleast in the days to come, that you'd have just laid there and died... but you didn't, so you carry on, merely existing now. 
The narcissist erased you. You loved an illusion, and now you mourn for a person who never existed... and for yourself. 

Until you learn, that you aren't alone. That there are others, just drifting along this same path; desperate to feel human again.

Take my hand, let me help you remember who you are... 
Maybe while we walk together on this broken road, you'll help me find myself again, as well.