Hi Jim,

come into my free webinar http://www.melanietoniaevans.com/freewebinar

The “how to” is addressed there.

Cheers

Mel 🙏💞🦋

Hi Sharmilla,

please know virtually all of us, even if just apparently N abused as adults, also suffered some form of ‘absuive’, ‘unavalaiable’ or deeply damaging parenting.

For all of us Sharmilla, our today trauma comes from our yesterday trauma. Much of this trauma we were born with. It is generationally taken on trauma, which neuro and quantum science now recognize as true – we are born with trauma, and into families with existing trauma.

None of us CHOSE this logically – however is we wish to evolve and transcend who we are being, then we need to go inwards and heal. Those of us who do or have, have deeply gone into and released our generational and childhood trauma, which set us up unconsciously for limitations, handing our power away, not being able to show up as powerful authentic beings impervious to what others are or aren’t doing. This is the results that NARP produces http://www.melanietoniaevans.com/narp – freeing us from our victimisation and being stuck in trauma, by cleaning out ALL our previous trauma – including way beyond adulthood.

I hope this explains.

Mel 🙏💕💛

This is the greatest struggle I have ever encountered. I lost my one true live , soul mate in an auto accident when I was 35 with 2 children still at home. Not his. My first marriage was at 16. To get away from my mother with an alcoholic sexually abused 27 year old that drank, gambled , frequented Titty bars an abused me verbally, emotionally , physically and financially. 3 kids and 11 years later I decided if I didn’t leave I would die. Of course he made good his threat of taking the children and running for 3 years. I was suppose to take him back to get the kids back. The good that came of it was I got a job and met my future husband and was treated as a princess, may have some been the age difference of 17 years. My children were returned as he had no more use of them for leverage. Now plays the role of super Dad. Never a penny of child support. 10 years into my life of bliss John, my new husband was killed in an auto accident. I raised my girls , but my life style was not the best as a mother. I worked raised them the best I knew how but I spent a lot of time in bars , drinking and going through misfits which had narcissistic tendencies. After 3 more failed relationships (control freaks) I landed Brad . We went to church together, fishing, out to eat and had been friends for many years. All this knowing he was a recovering alcoholic- addict. 6 months later we were living together. I noticed little things that bothered me but after all he was in recovery and on probation. It has been 10 years , I am now 71 years old , he’s 61. I have left so many times I lost count and feel like a yoyo. The profile on Narcissism hits on him at every point. The last return was 6 months ago and I knew I shouldn’t. My excuse , I was tired of living with other people and I just wanted to go home and sleep in my bed. Enjoy my yard and my flowers. Since Valentine’s Day he has relapsed every 2 weeks, stays gone all night ,chalks it up to sleeping in his truck so he don’t get another DWI as that will get him 20 years in TDC. Texas. He has 1 incarceration on him for that. The end result is constant verbal and emotional abuse, there has been an incident of physical had him arrested which I can never live down. Wrecked my car after a round of his drugs drinking and narcissistic abuse. Had to borrow money from him or I say did because it was easier !!.. . After last night he didn’t come home again called laughing this morning and patting himself on the back for ” not driving” I was suppose to ” answer my phone”” which I had turned off all night. I was suppose to be happy !! Quit being a bitch!! You make me not want to come home. Yes I played into some of it , but thanks to this site I am leaving tomorrow with threats of course. Like I will make you sorry!! You owe me money you will never pay back. It was expensive supporting your ass!!. I quit 4 goid jobs in the last 2 years because of exhaustion and be I g up all night stressed to the max. Thank you for reading .Its long and I only covered a minimal amount of “treachery”.Beating myself up . again thank you for giving me hope.

The dilemma with me is, I had a trauma free upbringing. I carry no baggage from childhood into the adult realm. A free thinker from an early age, sometimes found me in a tight spot from time to time due to inexperience.
Fast forward 4 decades. After the 2nd marriage failed. I found myself in love for the first time ever. The highest of highs. As the situation unravelled and I became aware of the atrocities, love ruled (for me, that is). Until one day Im on my knees begging God, begging all that is sacred to please, please make let go. Even if it kills me, just please make me let go. Death, at this point is better than the reality that surrounds me. After a month-long, drug fueled binge the heaviness seemed to subside. Now, I have a flawed standard in which all other women are judged. I know logically this isnt right. Now Im afraid to pull the trigger on trying to date again. The flawed standard is still eating away at me. .maybe its the memory of a feeling? I would not take her back, because I remember the feeling of being on my knees, begging, hoping, wanting to die, cursing the very air she breathes in hopes that something, anything would kill me off. I couldnt even overdose. Trust me, the amounts I injected would kill two junkies. (Im not a junkie, btw, just a low point in life) So, dating seems to me now, pointless. Why? I gripe about being lonely, but cant seem to socialize. I cannot make myself get out and mingle. This is slowly killing me. I cant shake it.