Nobody talks about the angry stage of healing. The rage you feel when you realise how much and how long you were taken advantage of. The absolute disgust you feel towards the narcissist that harmed, misled, took advantage, and abused you!

Two things I can't stand: 1. A liar. 2. A liar that gets mad when you don't believe the lies they are telling you.

Shaming a person for their responce to abuse while ignoring what the abuser did to provoke them is next-level victim-blaming and gaslighting.

The Narcissist favourite thing.........

Narcissistic abuse does not just leave emotional scars. It changes your brain. And the research proves it. Here is what the science actually says. Dr Martin Teicher at Harvard University conducted neuroimaging studies on adults who experienced childhood emotional abuse and neglect. What he found was not subtle. The brains of adults who experienced sustained emotional abuse showed measurable differences in three critical areas. The hippocampus. The region responsible for memory and learning. Survivors of emotional abuse showed reduced hippocampal volume, which explains why so many struggle to hold onto clear memories of what happened to them. The gaslighting did not just confuse you. The abuse physically changed the part of your brain that stores memory. The prefrontal cortex. The region responsible for rational thought, decision making and emotional regulation. Chronic emotional threat reduces activity in this area. This is why, under stress, the thinking brain goes offline and the survival brain takes over. The amygdala. Your brain's alarm system. In survivors of sustained emotional abuse, the amygdala becomes hyperactive. It fires faster. It stays activated longer. It reads threat in situations where there is none. This is not anxiety. This is neurological adaptation to a genuinely dangerous environment. Dr Bessel van der Kolk spent decades documenting how trauma, including the sustained relational trauma of narcissistic abuse, does not live in the mind alone. It lives in the body. In the nervous system. In the way you flinch when someone raises their voice. In the way you freeze when someone goes quiet. In the way you brace for punishment before anything has even happened. Your body is not overreacting. It is remembering. And here is the part that changes everything. Neuroplasticity. The same research that documents the damage also documents the brain's capacity to heal. New neural pathways can be built. The hippocampus can recover volume. The amygdala can be recalibrated. The brain that was changed by what happened to you can be changed again by what happens next. Healing is not just possible. It is biological. I cover this and so much more in my book The Scapegoat Child. 350 pages of clinical research and lived experience. August 7th 2026. Follow me. #BrainDamage #ComplexPTSD #TraumaRecovery #MentalHealth #ScapegoatRecovery

No contact is really easy when you realize they're actually a horrible person

If you survived the emotionally unstable mother & emotionally absent father duo, how's your hyper independence, burnout and anxiety going?

I don’t think people realize how much abuse thrives in environments where appearances matter more than truth

The narcissist’s inability to apologize is not a communication problem. It is a consciousness problem. They cannot say “I was wrong” because saying it would require a moment of genuine self-awareness. And in that moment, they would have to see themselves clearly. They would have to feel the weight of what they have done. They would have to accept that the person they have constructed themselves to be is built on lies. That moment is unbearable. So they do not allow it. They rage before it can arrive. They gaslight before clarity can land. They attack before accountability can take root. The apology you are waiting for requires them to be someone they have spent their entire life avoiding being.

I can't hate the people I once loved. I've tried. I've replayed the lies. The betrayal. The gaslighting. The broken promises. The damage that was done. But however much it hurt, hatred just won't live in me for long. That isn't weakness. It isn't forgetting. And it is definitely not me excusing what happened. The truth is, my mind always reaches for understanding. Not excuses. Understanding. I can usually see what's driving someone, even when I can't stand what they did. I can see the frightened child behind the controlling adult. The insecurity behind the arrogance. The abandonment wound behind the manipulation. The shame behind the mask. That doesn't make the behaviour okay. It just makes it make sense. Some people think healing means learning to hate the one who hurt you. I don't. Healing, for me, is being able to look straight at the truth without needing hatred to hold it in place. I don't have to call someone a monster to know they caused harm. I don't need rage to remember my boundaries. I don't need revenge to prove my experience was real. What happened, happened. The damage was real. The lessons were expensive. But carrying hatred for years just keeps the injury alive inside me, paying rent in a space that should be mine. Understanding someone does not hand them back access to me. It doesn't earn them another chance. It doesn't mean I owe them forgiveness, or a place in my future. It just means I can see the whole picture. That people often act from their own wounds, fears, and broken ways of coping. Some become apeople-pleasers. Some become rescuers. Some become controllers. Some become narcissists. Different survival strategies. Different damage. The older I get, the more I see it: understanding and boundaries can live side by side. I can understand why you did it. I can understand where it came from. I can even feel for the pain that shaped you. And still decide it has no place in my life. That's the part people miss. Compassion is not permission. Empathy is not access. Understanding is not agreement. Forgiveness is not reconciliation. I don't hate the people I once loved. But I don't abandon myself trying to save them anymore either. I can hold two truths in the same hand. You were hurting. And you hurt me. I understand what drove you. I still honour my boundaries. I wish you healing. Just not at my expense.

I kept my ex’s number after we broke up. No contact. Just had it. One day I texted him. Not to get back together. Just said hey I was thinking about you and hope you’re okay. he didn’t respond. I texted again months later. Same thing. No response. Kept doing it. Once every couple months. Just checking in. People thought I was insane. Move on they said. But something told me to keep going. Three years of silence. Then he replied. I needed to see that someone remembered me.

A narcissist never fully recovers from losing a super empath. Because they lost someone who kept loving them while ignoring their own pain. Both have the same childhood wounds. Both felt neglected and abandoned. One learned to survive by over-loving, over-giving... the other by shutting down. The empath sees the pain beneath the narcissist's mask... and stays. That's why this connection can feel deeper than love and harder to break. I's beyond trauma bonding. The super empath sees the wounds beneath the narcissist's mask. The insecurity. The pain. The wounded child hiding behind control, anger or charm. And instead of leaving... they stay, love harder, forgives more and understands deeper. That's what makes the connection so powerful. For the first time, the narcissist feels seen beyond the mask... and not rejected. Other people may give the narcissist attention... but few can offer the depth, understanding and unconditional love a super empath gives. The super empath didn't just love the mask. They loved what was hiding underneath. But the tragedy is: The super empath loses themselves in the process. Their compassion becomes self abandonment. Their patience becomes toxic tolerance. And while the narcissist is being saved... the super empath slowly breaks. Eventually the super empath reaches a breaking point. Not because they stopped loving the narcissist... but because they realise love cannot heal someone who refuses to face their own wounds. That is the final heartbreak. The super empath walks away to save themselves. And the narcissist loses the one person who saw beyond the mask... and stayed. If this hit home, then you need to hear this: it's time to stop trying to save the person who is hurting you and start saving yourself. #narcissists #traumabond #soulties