
I did not expect for this blog to have the effect that it has had upon me. I really expected just to tell my story dealing with different types of narcissists. However, blogging has expanded into a whole lot more than I expected it to be.
Thank you, dear readers, for taking part on this path with me. Sharing details of my story with you has done wonders for me. I find that I am healing in a way that I never thought possible. I have shared with you what I have not had the courage to share with people I’ve considered to be my friends or had the courage to share with even close family members (for good reason).
One of my blog topics was about the sexual assault I experienced when I was nine while spending the summer with my aunt. Apparently, the time that I blogged this experience was the right time for me to share this part of my story. In fact, you were the right audience to share that story with. Thank you for walking along with me. It means so much.
That part of my journey had been a long buried secret, and I am so glad that I felt comfortable enough to share it. The release I felt after doing so is something I cannot really put into words. But if the tears I have cried over each memory I unfold on this blog or the moments I feel each “aha” is any indication about how much I am affected, please know that this has been one of the most eye-opening experiences about myself and my connection and relationship with my family that I have ever had.
Even what I have written in my personal journal has not been quite like this blogging experience. In fact, I haven’t journaled in a long time, and although this blog doesn’t replace my journal, it does continue to fulfill the need for me to share my voice and to keep my voice unchained. With this blog, I am still able to speak my truth and share my experiences. I am also able to gain further insights and encouragement from your comments.
I am grateful that I took a chance on blogging, and I am grateful to you for reading what I share as a form of support.