Meg
Things had been going well. So good that it was making me antsy. It was as if I was waiting for the other shoe to drop. I couldn't blame myself. After years and years of living with a narcissist, I learned that I had trained myself to always know that things could flip on a dime. The good times were good and the bad times were hell on earth.
When I was with Daniel, it didn't take much to turn the day upside down. I could have made his food wrong, I could have walked into the room ‘funny’ , I could have breathed the wrong way and it would have set him off. When he was set off it was like fighting a war with the one person you wanted to be closest to.
It had originally started out at just yelling and name calling. A few grabs here and there. The late nights that I know now as a cove
