The love-bombing. The utter perfection of the first interactions. The feeling of finally finding the piece of the puzzle that fits into yours…and you’re hooked.

The devalue starts almost imperceptibly: she doesn’t laugh at the silly joke you’ve both decided is your joke. It has always reduced her to a snotty pool of laughter-tears before. But she makes it seem like she was just try again and she snaps that it is getting old anyway. You retire the joke.

This happens more often with various shared experiences. Because things began so explosively, you have collected more memories and rituals than other couples who met when you met. One by one, she dismisses them and berates you for making a big deal over stupid petty shit…and soon she runs out of patience and ends it, abruptly. Leaving you feeling empty and shocked and confused.

Lather, rinse, repeat.

Whenever she needs a boost to her self esteem.

Sounds like you suffered some narc abuse.

I wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy. Who is, coincidentally, a narc. Lol.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.

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