SURVIVORS OF SOCIOPATHS Community Group
A group where we support one another and share our experiences with each other about narcissistic relationships. a place to heal if you have been "touched" by a sociopath. there is hope. share your experience strength and hope here with others who have been where you are. together we help each other heal...
A month or so after she left it really sank in just how much control she had over my life, from big to small, the clothes I wore, the food I ate, finances, everything. My entire life was molded around her, I think she intentionally created dependencies on her. There are many facets to this glob of garbage that was my life with her, but I think part of the extreme loneliness I'm feeling is that my relationship with her had come to define everything about me, it was all I was allowed to think about, my own identity was built entirely around her, and when I was discarded everything I thought about my life was suddenly gone.
I would imagine when a healthy "normal" relationship ends, the feelings of loneliness would be something entirely different. Perhaps in the end of a normal relationship, we'd still be left with much of who we were, instead of feeling robbed blind by a parasite.
To finally accept that her place in the relationship was the exact opposite is devastating. She joyfully skips right along with life like I never existed, and everything that I let define my life left with her.
I have accepted the fact that I made mistakes, that I was too trusting, that I put too much confidence in the NH. That is now my PAST. And I'm learning I need to leave it in the past and move on to my future. I'm now focusing on my present and enjoying life again. But I had to experience all the emotions of sadness, extreme pain and heartache, disgust with him and disgust with myself, disappointment and disillusion of him and our marriage, and when I finally purged myself of all that negativity I was able to forgive myself. I refuse to allow myself to be angry at myself, to call myself stupid.
The fact is I am a really good person, and it's time I treated myself with self love, self care. Making myself my first priority is something new for me. It feels foreign and unfamiliar, but it's part of this healing journey and reclaiming my life. I'm trying to set new goals for myself. Small goals right now, but I can feel my sense of adventure and ambition beginning to grown again.
Pendra, you once asked if you could rebuild a new life for yourself at age 50. Well I'll be 56 years old soon, and I'm here to tell you that we CAN rebuild our lives, and I feel we will do it even better this time. With the experience and knowledge we have gained from the days of horrors, we are growing stronger because of it. It might not be easy.... life is NOT easy. But life can be good, filled with many joys. We have to keep our eyes on the prize. The prize being a new and wonderful life.