“Why don’t you get a hobby?” my husband suggested soon after I discovered narcissism. But I wasn’t interested in a stupid hobby! Narcissism was my hobby. Learning about it. Reading other survivor’s personal accounts. Comparing notes. Connecting the dots. Filling journal after journal with angry, tear-stained scrawl. Going to therapy. Creating my “Timeline of Abuse” spreadsheet to review for moral support during my nightly bouts of denial. Narcissism was my full-time-and-half-the-night obsession. I’d no time nor interest for bird-watching or whittling.
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“Recapturing Your Zest for Life After Narcissistic Abuse”
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