The pain of narcissistic abuse is beyond description. Unless you have been through it, you can’t even begin to imagine what it feels like.
We find ourselves looking out into a life that we no longer recognise, having unspeakable inner trauma, with no idea whatsoever how we are going to stay vertical and breathing – let alone ‘deal’.
Nothing seems to make sense and everywhere we look, and everything we try sets off even more surges of pain.
Do we even know who WE are anymore? I know, initially I certainly didn’t …
Why is the pain so horrific? Why does it feel like it may never end?