I wrote this book, not just for myself, but also for you. For the nights that you cry quietly to yourself, for the mornings that you desperately wonder how to go on, for the moments that you begin to truly doubt your worth.
- Surviving The Narcissist
I write it not because I believe my story is unique, but because I believe it will be familiar in the places you thought you were alone. I
-Surviving The Narcissit by Frances Woodard
Not one person should have to walk through it alone, believing that they are the only one who has ever bled out into the opposing darkness.
-Surviving The Narcissit by Frances Woodard
Despite popular belief, healing is not a sunrise nor is it a walk in the metaphorical park. It is a storm that I am still slugging through, day after day, barefoot and bleeding, praying that somehow, someway, I will never again forget how to find the light.
I tried to wear my grace like an armor, and forgiveness like a necklace, in the hopes that if I truly loved hard enough, if I forced myself to sacrifice enough, if I gave in and stayed soft enough, then things would change.
-Surviving The Narcissit by Frances Woodard
I was the kind of young girl who would purposely touch the burner of a stove even after being warned it was hot, not out of rebellion, but out of a mixture of hope and curiosity that maybe this time, the heat wouldnβt hurt.
-Surviving The Narcissit by Frances Woodard
The harshest truths and hardest lessons that Iβve learned were not simply gifted to me, they were carved. Each one, roughly etched into the curvature of my spine over the years, one painful lesson at a time.
-Surviving The Narcissit by Frances Woodard
Whatever it was that led me to live the existence of an oppressed spouse, an almost-self, a shivering shadow playing house with a woman who wore cruelty like perfume⦠I may never fully know.
-Surviving The Narcissit by Frances Woodard
Perhaps it was even deeper than anyone could have fathomed. Perhaps it was the war I fought in silence; between my faith and my desires, between my sexuality and my spirituality, between my upbringing and my truth
Surviving The Narcissit by Frances Woodard