On This Day 1 Year Ago…. Justice was Served

June 28, 2016 was the day justice was finally served. It was also the day I started to reclaim my life as I once knew it, before falling for all the lies, abuse, destruction, and devastation that comes along with loving the narcissist. My favorite quote from on that day was “You have been before this court 5 times for domestic assault against the same household victim. We, The Commonwealth of Massachusetts, find you Guilty and you are being sentence to 18 Months in the Plymouth House of Correction”.

Since that day my life has moved at very quickly…. and so many wonderful things began to happen and today I can honestly say.. I have recreated my life and I am flying free!!




When Love Is a Lie


When Love Is a Lie

He’ll berate, belittle, insult, and destroy you….
Deceive, devalue, idolize, and ignore you…
He’ll block you then stalk you,
‘til you do what he taught you
His prize for The Lie is a chance to discard you

He’ll seduce and betray, confuse and neglect you
Without a single regret, he intends to infect you
In the blink of an eye, he’ll all but erase you
His venomous words are meant to disgrace you
He buried your soul down a dark rabbit hole
And planned your demise from the moment he met you

So, what do you feel? Do you know why you cry?
Is it fear that consumes us when love is a lie?
Is it hard to let go if it’s all that we know?
If the bad that he is, is as good as it gets
We must look to our heart for it’s time to reflect
Make him fade into black from the fear of attack
I am you, you are me, & we’ll never be back
Bitter and broken, on the wind it was spoken
From a dream, we’ve awoken
From a dream, we’ve awoken

By Zari Ballard – http://www.thenarcissisticpersonality.com/narcissists-lie-another-poem/


Beside the deep well

Beautiful sentiment, beautiful words 🌹❤️

Emerging From The Dark Night

Black hole

Beside the deep well of pain we faltered

We only saw black space

A place of defeat and undoing

So it was hard to surrender

Fear enters our heart

For we know we may not survive

In the same form we had before

And yet this descent

Is the price of our transformation

The place where skin is stripped from flesh

And flesh is stripped from bone

Without skin and flesh

Our bones rattle in those deeper spaces

Of wounding and remembering

But there is at all times

A far deeper alchemy going on

For the very thing that strips us

Helps us form new skin and flesh

After wounds have turned to scars

We are wiser, leaner and older

With the weathering of our years

Our hearts, hopefully softer

From the experience

Our soul consents to the process

By which we are changed

And further along the path


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