all of them lies
I hate lies and lying. Not surprisingly, I don’t have much patience for liars either. Honesty is one of the character traits I value most highly in myself and others….
I hate lies and lying. Not surprisingly, I don’t have much patience for liars either. Honesty is one of the character traits I value most highly in myself and others….
The first days, weeks, months and sometimes even years with a narcissist (or an abuser) can be akin to living in a fairy tale. They sweep you off your feet…
November 28, 2020: About two years ago, I befriended someone with whom I eventually developed an intimate relationship. At first, it was like a fairy tale. But it devolved into…
This poem was generated by a writing group prompt about Romeo and Juliet. It’s a bit of fun and frivolity based on the truth of what love often feels…
Poetry comes to me in waves in times of intense emotion. Often, the poems just pour onto the page without me even thinking about what’s happening. Except at night. At…
Narcissism is a problem of our time, or so it would seem. I believe my father was high on the narcissism spectrum, I know my brother DEFINITELY tops the charts,…
I wrote this poem in May 2020 when my narcissist lover discarded me for the third time. He would discard me three more times between then and me publishing the…
Someone who is high on the narcissism spectrum may feel so small and damaged inside that they build a protective self to feel safe. But a narcissistic protective self behaves…
I don’t like labelling people; the title of this poem is for convenience. To have been accurate, it should have been entitled “dear person who is high on the narcissism…
I never dreamed I would find myself in an emotionally abusive relationship, especially not at the wise “old” age of sixty-four. I have been a feminist most of my life,…