Letter to my abuser
I trusted you because you told me to.
You won my heart by slowly creeping into my deepest wounds and you promised that you were safe and I safe being with you.
You promised that you would never do what they did, you were a victim too and you understood with such empathy that you made me feel understood and safe.
You built my trust so fast that I never had time to question, never had time to look beyond your caring facade.
I surrendered my heart because of that rushed trust. I never could have imagined that you weren’t real, that it was all a lie.
In my recovery from you and this last chapter of abuse, I learned not to freely give trust away because of someone’s words. Actions do speak louder than words.
Trust is earned by 1000’s of trustworthy moments. Times where a person is there for you, especially when it’s not convenient for them.
I want to thank you, my abuser, for teaching me I had so much work to do on myself, I had so much to learn about the human condition called narcissistic abuse and my own vulnerabilities that attracted you to me. I had so much to learn about who I give my trust to.
You are a sick and evil person and I do not condone what you did but because of you, I was able to see the lessons I needed to learn.