I Know Everybody Hurts Sometimes

It used to be this way for me, I lived it for ten years until I found my way out!

As the spouse of a narcissist, I have someone who talks at me, not with me. Someone who needs me but does not respect me. A child who demands attention and has tantrums if he does not get it. A person who does not listen and does not feel what others feel, or understand how others are affected by his behaviors. As the spouse of a narcissist, I must walk alone through my struggles, silently feeling my pain while no one sees it, no one sees him. Nothing is mine or can be about me, he has to be the center of attention. In public, he wears a mask that no one can see through, but at home, the mask comes off and I am subjected to emotional abuse. As the spouse of a narcissist, I am the one with the problem—the one who is too sensitive, the one who cannot take a joke. I am the one who needs help, not him. He is not the problem, I am. I am because I see him for who he is and I cannot pretend anymore, and that is a problem. As the spouse of a narcissist, I need to be strong and educate the people around me about narcissistic emotional abuse so that they might never fall prey and never feel my pain. 💕💙