As I go to sleep tonight...

Narcissist.

I stumbled upon a podcast recently about “betrayal trauma,” and it led me down a rabbit hole of reading about different personality types. I came across one that sounds so familiar—someone close to me. All the pieces fit into place, and I’m left wondering: Was I really that blind? Was he blind, too? Or was it all just a charade? At this point, I’m just very confused.

To that extent, I think it’s better to just keep to myself, forgive, end the cycle of whatever the fuck I was going through, and just… move on. People throw up red flags all the time, but because you’ve put them smack-dab in the center of your universe, you choose to turn a blind eye. So you fight, and fight, and fight, but you don’t go anywhere except deeper and deeper into the quicksand.

Anyway, that was my thought at the gym while I had a good lifter's high (that thing where you lift so heavy your blood pressure drops; it’s a great little high, but if you overdo it, you pass out).

Buenas Noches. 🐾