The Magnetic Pull of the Narcissist
I think it happened again. I didn’t even see it coming, or maybe I did and just didn’t want to acknowledge that. It was a great, life-changing day. A day when millions were dancing in the streets celebrating. That was the day she chose to call me up, perhaps under the pretense of “that day”. … Continue reading The Magnetic Pull of the Narcissist
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