Awake now. I look around the room. I spot him in view. My heart sinks fearing what the day may bring. I’m not sure I can take another moment of his egotistical narcissistic tendencies. No one else matters. He hears no words but his own. Everything turns into an argument. He’s always right, and his version is always better. He knows no boundaries and forget about being appropriate. He prefers an audience for every one of his spirited outbursts. Embarrassed has become my middle name. There is no rock big enough for me to crawl under. I’m in breakdown mode. Feeling trapped with no exit strategy. Might you have the anecdote for his egotistical narcissistic tendencies? Can/will you save me, please!
I'm a wife, a mother, a writer, and a friend. I enjoy sharing feelings, experiences and my poetry. There are many things that I am good at, but I'm sure there are just as many things that I am bad at. I try hard not to judge for we know no one is perfect. I can however say that although I have a great deal of patience, sometimes the patience tank runs dry. If you value me, I will always value you.
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