Broken Insomniac - Letter to the Narcissist
Where did you go? What changed? We were doing so well and then boom... you were gone. The nit picking began and the blame games started. Picking fights to manipulate my brain to divert away from whatever it was you didn't want me to find out. Whatever it was you were doing, you had to make sure my mind didn't go there, instead, you had to make up shit to fight about, things "I did" that I didn't do. You were so full of drama, lies and bullshit. You changed when she died. She died because of your stupid shit. Had you put into her in life what you put into her in death, she never would have died. But that's what happens when you play with people's emotions. You kill them. Not all of us are strong enough mentally to come back from the damage that you cause. Somedays I wonder if I will, but I do. I manage. I put one thought in front of the other. I drown out your bullshit with reality...