I am lost and confused
When most of your life you’ve endure so much mental, emotional, and physical abuse you are on constant high alert on everyone.
I did it, I finally got away.
But why doesn't it feel over?
It never feels over.
No one told me about the trauma bond- the cravings of narcissistic behaviours.
I can't help it- it’s so addicting.
Why am I like this? Why do I crave it? What is wrong with me?
Nothing. Nothing is wrong with me.
I am a survivor.
It's now time to heal.
I feel so confused- lost. I'm lost at sea
How do I get back? How do I find me again?
Who can I trust? No one. There is no one to trust
How can you tell whether someone is nice to be nice or nice to get you?
I got out. That means I am better, right?
How how I am wrong.
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Jen Phillips
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I often feel like that. worried about the physical health of my husband and grown children and their families, bills, etc.... it's like a never-ending cycle that often makes me want to run away, but as you said, run away to where? Your poem has such deep meaning.