The Greatest Love Story On Paper

The Greatest Love Story On Paper

The Greatest Love Story On Paper

The Greatest Love Story On Paper

So, one day he was standing at the front of the room cussing me out; telling me how much I sucked, how I hadn’t changed since our last argument (I had been in therapy for 2 months, to which he refused to attend because as he stated “I was the only one who was f***** up because I was in foster care, and he didn’t need therapy”).

As I watched this man, the love of my life whom I had lived with, loved and taken care of for 17 years; who I thought was my best friend and partner in crime tell me what a raggedy human being I was for the umpteenth time I finally relaxed my shoulders and made the hardest adult decision I ever had to make.

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On April 19, 2016, I decided to leave him and the only life I knew for 17 years. I got a P.O. box, canceled my transfer to our joint account and I moved out 3 days later while he was at work.

For any of you who have left a narcissist, you know the breakup was treacherous. In addition to mourning 17 years of my life, accepting I’ve been living a lie with a stranger and figuring out how to live on my own; I also had to deal with him smearing my name, texting me constantly to either come home or to tell me how much I f*cked up his life and trying to hold it together each day at work as my entire life fell apart. His apologies lacked genuineness and I struggled to understand if I ever knew this person.

It’s been 3 years and I’m still rebuilding. I have good days and bad days but mostly I completely hate that narcissism exists. I mourn all of the good years that I gave him and I feel I have nothing to offer a new person. And I miss what I THOUGHT we had and while I know I’m better off, I really miss my illusion of him and what could have been the “Greatest Love Story” had narcissism not wrecked the ship on my life.

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