A few years ago I was very active posting every where, supporting victims of narcissistic abuse. It consumed my life, it was my life’s purpose.
But I found it really was consuming me and, although I had done alot of healing and could advise others on how to heal; in other ways it was holding me back, keeping me thinking about him, relating to other’s stories.
Plus, my dream job dropped in my lap, my health got worse, and I did what I never thought I could; I stepped back from this blog and concentrated on me and getting some normalcy back into my life.
I have lurked in the wings, commented on other sites and done the occasional post here, and often wonder how some of the member here are doing.
There are a handful of people that will always hold a special place in my heart. I pray they are well and have found contentment and serenity. I truly don’t know what I would have done without this community. The support I received, emotional, and financial, saw me through the absolute worst time of my life.
The Gabby Petito case reminded me of so many of the women who came to this site looking for answers. I remember being exactly where Gabby was, the fight in public, the police being called, my ex calm, laughing with tge cops, me an emotional basket case. The cops telling me not to start anything. My ex badgering about money until, in frustration I slapped his leg while we were driving. Him slamming on the brakes, me on the floor of the truck, his hands around my throat, everything going black, me knowing this was how I was going to die.
The difference between Gabby and me, is a few seconds, my ex stopped, Brian Laundry didn’t. Did Brian Laundry miscalculate and not let go soon enough? Or did he intend to kill her. We will never know and it doesn’t matter. Gabby is dead and I am not. I am able to speak.
Below are some quotes from the past that you might find helpful.