An ode to Self.

If you hurt me. I love you.

If you betrayed me. I love you.

If you abused me, scared me, drove me to despair, abandoned me.

I love you.

I see you.

There is an instantaneous forgiveness here for any and all seemingly wrong-doing.

For you, my friend, have aided me in looking at every dark and dusty corner of myself.

You’ve invited me to turn inward.

To face the parts of me that I was running from ~ that I was not loving.

That I feared.

The parts of me that I was rejecting, neglecting, abusing.

That I was lying to.

For had I not been self-abusing, I would not have been a magnet for you to do the same.

The tears that have fallen have been cleansing all that I am not.

The crippling pain arose in waves for me to feel and face.

The trail of broken promises lead to the doorway of freedom that opened in your wake.

How could I not love you.

For you are my reflection, my mirror.

Thank you.

You are me.

This is an ode to me.

Oh how I love me.

My God, how breathtakingly magical.

❤️

Does this condone your actions?

Would I ever allow you access to my heart, my world, my life, again?

Absolutely not.

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"The narcissist is unconsciously leading you back to Self Love.

Where else are you going to go?"

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