Maybe it’s late at night and you can’t sleep.
Maybe you’ve been crying and you don’t even fully know why. You just know something is wrong. Something has always been wrong and you’ve never quite been able to name it.
So you started searching. And somehow you landed here.
I want you to know something before you read another word.
I see you. I spent years of my life angry and confused wanting to know why my life had been the way it had been. Questioning why I was treated the way I was by my family. Why my own mother insisted that everyone hate me and why did she and my sister lie about me to everyone. I lived my entire life under the unfair labels that the woman who gave me life put on me. Knowing I was not anything like she told people I was, but feeling angry and misunderstood due to her power she held over my life because who believes a mother would lie about her child, right? I have a story to tell and I have learned a lot about narcissism from experience. I am not a mental health professional and I cannot diagnose and will not, but I will say I do know and recognize the patterns now that I did not for most of my life. As you learn about narcissism through your own research, not just this page, your eyes will open and you will see it all differently as I also did.
My memoir is in the works and once it is completed I will have a link on this website where you can purchase it. I have a lot to say, but I also have a passion in me to help other people see the light and understand why it happened and why their life has been the way it has been. My story does not end as the scapegoat in my family of origin, no it continues on into marriage to a covert narcissist. I promise you I understand your pain and I hope that you find answers on my site that helps you put the missing pieces of your puzzle in place. Narcissism is real and today people use that term so loosely. They want to call someone a narcissist if they get mad at them or if they are disappointed without knowing the characteristics and what true narcissism abuse does to a person.
I feel that I know you. Not the version of you that holds it together. The version that’s exhausted. From years of questioning yourself. From loving people who made you feel like the problem. From growing up in a house where you were never allowed to shine.
I know that version of you because I’ve been her.
I’m not a therapist. What I am is someone who lived it, did the deep work, and wants to help you find the words for what you’ve been carrying. My website is titled Inner Root Healing because healing has to happen at the root.
Look around. Read. Take what helps you.
You’ve spent long enough alone in this.