My former life
I didn’t leave for somebody. K was just the way out but not the reason I got out. I didn’t want to live in lies anymore so I told the truth. By telling the the truth I escaped the only way I could from a narcissist. By giving him a way to be the victim. I was strong enough to bear the weight of being characterized forever after as the villain. I did it to be free and to have choices. To have a chance at being loved by a good man. I knew I was young and strong and could learn new skills and eventually build a new life. And I did all those things. It took time and effort and failure and learning and resilience but I still determined to not stop. I can’t stop and I never will. It would be impossible to not attempt to seek hope and happiness. I’m collecting the fruits of that labor every day and will continue to until the day I die.