Thursday, December 22, 2016

Shameless May

Half way through May I unceremoniously kicked out of my house the narcissistic parasite that I had allowed to attach to my heart. Actually, it was fairly dramatic to be honest. After telling him that if he didn't have his stuff removed from my residence by 5.30pm that evening, I would start putting it out on the street. As he felt omnipotent, as narcissists do, he didn't heed my threat. Trouble was, I had reached my breaking point, and proceeded to carry...

Monday, December 19, 2016

Here's your sunglasses people

On Saturday night I went to a 30th birthday party, with a Great Gatsby theme. I needed earrings to complete my outfit, so I dared to dive into a bag of jewellery that I have been carting around for the last four years, and adding to at each frantic move that has occurred in those four years. I found a pair, and left the bags contents strewn over the floor as the Great Gatsby awaited. I only got back to the detritus this morning. As I was looking for earrings on Saturday night there were moments...

Monday, September 26, 2016

Skin hunger

As I struggle to find a place that is comfortable to lie in, my body aches for touch. To feel the curve of someone behind me, safe in their embrace. Their breath on my neck, the length of their body curled around mine. The weight of their presence a comfort, easy, and secure. Their warmth and energy mingling with mine. Instead I lay within a nest of pillows, strategically placed to offer some support and comfort, and the illusion of weight. No warmth, no energy exchange, a lone tree on a deserted...

Friday, September 16, 2016

I had to loose my breasts

I had to loose my breasts to get the narcissist who was in my life out. Ok, so that may be a tad dramatic. I did have breast cancer and had to have a double mastectomy I did have a narcissist in my life, that I was fully aware that he was one. It wasn't until I had the mastectomy was I able to cut him completely out of my life forever and ever and ever. Just like the cancer that was in my body, the cancer that was him was cut out of my heart. That may sound harsh. And Nasty. But remember that...

 

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