To love someone is to recognize that they are not here to complete you, fix you, or fulfill you. Instead, they are here to walk beside you as a fellow imperfect person with their own wounds, their own nervous system, and their own unconscious patterns.
when you’re full of love you see the beauty in the mundane, find the joy in the little things, romanticise and see art & poetry in everything all around <3 that’s what life is really all about, the love you take in, the love you’re full of, the love you put out into the world. 💗
you are living proof that someone can go through some of the worst and most difficult moments, yet still remain kind and full of love, and that is so beautiful.
never ever let anyone or anything take away the beauty of your heart and soul. 🤍
Someone told me yesterday that when they feel nervous about doing something & their heart starts beating really fast, that they call it their "Inner Applause" because their body is cheering them on, and I think that's the cutest narrative adjustment ever 🥹
Many survivors of narcissistic abuse suffer in silence, not even bothering to try to tell anyone what their abusers did to them because it is so elaborate it feels impossible to try to explain it. And even if we could explain it, we’ve learned that people don’t want to hear that sort of thing. People don’t want to believe that a person was abused that badly. It’s too heavy for most people to care to believe.
Once you know someone is a narcissist, remember, don’t try to tell them what they did wrong, don’t try to tell them how insensitive they were, none of that matters. They don’t care. And they won’t care. They’ll simply deny, deflect, evade, and gaslight you. Just cut them off.