Sometimes you’re their karma.
It’s all your own (un)doing.
Stop interacting with it as if it's real.
At the end, you come to what you knew at the start. And actively chose to ignore.
The real ‘no contact’ is with the abuser in your head.
To blame the ‘narcissist’ for ‘manipulating’ you into ignoring that initial gut feeling and your brilliant inner knowing is completely absurd.
The more you self-abandon, the more symptomatic you become.
When someone is free, they appear narcissistic to those still bound by themselves.
The 'narcissist' and his so-called 'prey' are equally sick and addicted.
Everything that surfaced through your dance with the ‘narcissist’ was there long before you two met.
No one has the power to pull you into the lower, let alone keep you there.
Why would you need to forgive? What happened wasn’t wrong. Nor was it about you.
The concept of forgiveness is just as absurd as one human granting it to another.
If you can’t see the absolute perfection behind a ‘bad’ experience, even the ‘worst’ experience of your life, then you haven’t gone deep enough. You haven’t extracted your gold.
I’m interested in what disturbs me.
I’m here to destroy and be destroyed.
True ‘justice’ is reclaiming your power from everything and everyone you gave it to.
You lied to yourself before (and more than) they ever lied to you.
The nightmare grants you access to the dream that was always there.
The war, the hell, was (already) within. Perfectly out-pictured through ‘abuse’.
You’re ‘trauma-bonded’ to you; not them.
If it affects you, it’s for you.
If you weren’t trying to outsource from another what you can only provide for yourself, you would not have ended up in something that hurts you.
You weren’t deceived. You knew. And chose to believe something else.
You demonize another to justify your perpetually ignored NO.
It was never about them. And what they did or didn’t do was never about you, either.
Going ‘no contact’ does nothing if you’re still energetically bound.
Once upon a time, I fed myself to a wolf. I knew he was a wolf. And I wanted to be devoured.
What's a little more poison when you're already sick?
Being with someone ugly steals your pretty. I’m not talking about looks. But those go, too.
Why are you mad at them for your choice to betray yourself?
You only point at others when you’ve turned against yourself.
It’s not: “Why are they like that?” It’s: “Why am I with that?”
“WhY iS tHiS pErSoN wHo sHoWeD mE riGhT fRoM tHe sTaRt tHaT tHeY aiN’t riGhT iN tHe hEaD… nOt aCtiNg riGhT?”
Avoiding ‘toxic’ people isn’t the solution (or even possible). Becoming clean yourself is.
The next one won’t be better. The same work will meet you there, too.
Do the work within the current dynamic.
From the outside, it looked insane. To my human, it felt like hell. But obliteration was what I was after. Why else would I have danced right there?
It stops when you do.
Waking up shatters every fantasy.
Why manage something you shouldn’t be fucking with at all?
The ‘narcissist’ isn’t the villain. They simply exposed you to you.
The ‘narcissist’ doesn’t need to change. You do.
The ‘narcissist’ is only the symptom. The actual problem is you.
The ‘narcissist’ treats you as poorly as you’ve been treating yourself.
The ‘narcissist’ shows you precisely where you’ve yet to stand your power.
The ‘narcissist’ is the inversion of truth.
The ‘narcissist’ IS the lie. So every deception is a function of that.
The ‘narcissist’ sticks around until you stop blaming another for what you’re doing to yourself.
The ‘narcissist’ doesn’t hold any real power to derail you or your life. You’ve been doing that all by yourself through your choice to yield to them.
The ‘narcissist’ lies to themself more than they ever lie to you.
The ‘narcissist’ is just as surprised as you are that you keep taking it.
The devil will never announce his arrival. Your system always will.
I don’t play games with those who play dirty.
Ignore the words. Feel what’s true.
Hearts don’t break. Attachments do.
Break ups don’t break what needs breaking.
You question it because it’s not IT.
Your willingness and capacity to suffer with and for another is not love (for yourself or the other).
When you’ve actually had enough of it, you won’t have to try. It will just be done.
Regardless of the ‘issue’, it’s about your relationship to power.
Why would you put the mentally ill (human) in charge of your life?
No need to show them the door. They’ll escort themselves out naturally, the closer you stay to you.
The other’s moves are what you point to and use, to justify your inability to harness your power.
If the pain runs deep, the power does, too. Most fear the latter, so they settle on the former.
You get what you say yes to. And all the shit that brings.
If you only have it because you’re holding on, you don’t have it. It has you.
Most would rather have another cater / adapt to their dysfunction(s) and delusion(s) than to do the work necessary to correct it themselves. #fillinthegapsifyouloveme
It hurts so you can learn how to not do that shit that hurts you.
What you’ve yet to own, owns you.
It’s no one’s job to keep you stable. It’s your job to contend with your own instability.
What felt tragic becomes comedic once you actually see through it.
You are the engine that keeps the dysfunctional train going.
Exposure is love (mis)perceived as a threat.
They didn’t (and can’t) hide who they are. It was (and is) in plain view.
Let a ‘thank you’ follow the ‘fuck you’.
Revoke access.
You determine the price of admission.
It’s not ‘victim-blaming’. It’s adult responsibility-taking.
You can’t reason with insanity.
What first felt like freedom, turned into a cage. I slept with the enemy. My predator. His prey.
“They need to be held accountable.” Actually, they don’t.
Once you hold yourself accountable, you won’t demand that of another.