masquerade
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,…
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,…
The impact of narcissistic abuse on survivors is profound, and potentially crippling. If the abuse began in childhood with a narcissistic parent or family system, the effects may last…
This is a challenging time for just about everyone I know, including myself. Both the whole big world, and my own smaller world, seem to have been turned inside…
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…
ptsd © 2017 punkie Listen here (and/or read below): ptsd © 2017 punkie i cry as the sun sets i weep at its rise the least little…
The writing of this poem, and the circumstances that led to its surfacing, helped me discover, name and understand something about myself that I think I’ve always known at some…
February and March 2020 weren’t such great months. Not for me. Not for most of the rest of the world. I wrote this poem towards the middle of March, after…