Scrolled past some of my older videos and pictures today. I looked up in thankfulness to The Almighty. In the middle of a deep pit, a tower moment of sorts, my soul being held captive by the narc...I could see the immense strain on my face. Sad eyes, body swollen with stress & worry, clumps of hair on the shower floor became a norm. Forgetting to please me but pleasing everyone else. After narc abuse, you either lose yourself completely, the seeds of the narc in you manifest destroying all the good or you burn to the ground & rise up like a phoenix. I had a medley of all 3. I became someone I personally wouldn't associate with or like. I had to rebuild, I had to stop being a victim, I had to take accountability for handing over the reigns of myself so easily. I was responsible. I...