I've neglected this blog.
I avoided this blog.
I've considered taking it down.
Why? Because it's painful to write about this shit. It's painful to think about this shit.
But it's time I got back to it because there's much more that I haven't addressed, mainly along the lines of damage I'm still dealing with. I think there is a statute of limitations on blaming your parents for your life's problems, but that doesn't apply when one of your parents was/is a malignant narcissist. It's like an invasion of German cockroaches. You think you have them under control because you don't see them as much, but sure enough, when you're trying to sleep, they start crawling on the ceiling above you, always letting you know that you'll never be free of them until you burn down the whole house and start again.
More to come...