Lime-And Not The Kind That Goes In A Margrita

Lime. JC and I looked at each other and almost in unison repeated what “B” had just said, “Lime?” B: “Yeah lime, like the stuff you put on your grass, it would speed up the decomposing process and kinda percolate and that would be the green slime I would imagine.” Me: “You’re bull shitting us …

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Vicky’s Story of Life With a Narcissist

The following is a comment left by a woman named Vicky on my Guest Book page. It is so typical of life with a narcissist and she expresses herself so clearly I felt it was well worth it's own post. Once again it is obvious no contact is the only way to end the abuse. …

The Arrival of the “Get Smart” Security Team.

JC, true to form didn’t get out of bed. When ever there was trouble he never dealt with it; I used to say to him, “Just because you ignore it doesn’t make it go away; except one of these days you’ll ignore me long enough I just might disappear.” He ignored me. 🙂 I remember …