Next week, he will be here and I have to be…..somewhere else. I need the closure – because it is so very over – but it hurts.
It kills me to anticipate it – I just want it to be done. With a narcissist, I understand I need to break off contact. This I will do. I have to for my own sanity – I want to be moving ahead.
This is the man that put me in a psych stay for a week in a French hospital – I don’t speak French well.
My thoughts are my mind rambling – but I am in s good place. Promise.
Just finishing the mourning process. This is the most profound grief I have ever felt.