I was in a relationship with a narcissist, the father of my children. What started as love turned into control, manipulation, and constant betrayal. He cheated on me, lied to me, and blamed everything on me. Even after I tried to walk away, he kept a grip on my life through stalking and emotional games. I truly thought I was going to lose my mind. Narcissistic abuse isn’t always loud. Sometimes it’s quiet gaslighting, constant self-doubt, and slowly losing your sense of reality. It took me years to finally escape. But I did. I pulled myself out, piece by piece. And now, I know my worth. I’m no longer stuck in survival mode. I’m living, free and stronger than I’ve ever been.