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@helpyouhealnow Narcissists find peace when you receive, embrace their chaos. They want you to be their dumping ground.

@Ryan_Daigler Narcissists put a lot of effort into making their target into a problem, humiliating them, to give others permission, to encourage them, to justify, to continue abusing them. This way the abuse they “deserve” never ends.

@Ryan_Daigler Once smear of karma is put into place, other people will start to abuse the target. In this toxic environment target’s recovery from the abuse is slim to none.

There’s a quiet inversion that happens in narcissistic families: the person with empathy, conscience, and emotional awareness becomes the one marked as the problem. They’re the one who gets scapegoated. The one smeared, dismissed, labeled “crazy,” “difficult,” or “disruptive.” Not because they’re broken—but because they don’t align with the dysfunction. Over time, that constant pressure does damage. Real damage. CPTSD, emotional fragmentation, sometimes turning to alcohol or substances just to take the edge off something that never should have been inflicted in the first place. It’s not weakness. It’s what happens when a person is slowly worn down in an environment that punishes truth and rewards denial. And a lot of that damage traces back to something deeper than just conflict—it’s the experience of being psychologically and spiritually erased by the very people who were supposed to protect you. If you were the scapegoat in that system… I see you and my heart goes out to you. 🙏🏼

@DivineThoughtTM This happens when survival is fragile. Only our physical safety matters. We don’t evolve as species but become limited to the basics of life. Basics of your own life. Fear does that to people.

@NarcissistBox It depends, some people thrive in change and find it invigorating and consistency seems to them mundane and boring. Abuse, however, always drains you. Some people rise above it but they’re always damaged on some level.

@DrCarlHindy We get scared, put off by their vulnerability, yet want ours, to be accepted, understood and embraced.

50 Harsher Ways We Drive Away the People We Love: #2 We roll our eyes at their vulnerability.

@LePapillonBlu2 This is all for show. He just wants to look like an average Joe.

Yes, eat lots of McDonald’s please!

@histories_arch You think it does not happen today? Punishment for disobedience, in a broader context, not only in respect to marriage.

She was 25 when she fell in love. By 49, she had become a ghost no one was supposed to find... In May 1901, a single anonymous letter reached authorities in Poitiers, France. It accused a respected, upper-class family of something unthinkable: hiding a woman inside their home—alive, but forgotten. At 21 Rue de la Visitation, everything looked proper. Curtains drawn just so. Doors polished. Reputation intact. Until police forced one door open. The smell hit first—overpowering, suffocating. Then the darkness. Windows nailed shut. Air unmoving. And on a rotting mattress, barely human in form, lay Blanche Monnier. She was naked. Starving. Weighing just 55 pounds. She had been there for 25 years. Once, Blanche had been admired—educated, social, full of life. But she made one decision her family could not tolerate: she fell in love with a man her mother deemed unworthy. Not rich enough. Not prestigious enough. And Blanche refused to give him up. So her mother did something that still feels impossible to comprehend—she erased her. Locked her away. Shut out the light. Cut her off from the world until she would obey. But Blanche never did. Year after year, while guests dined downstairs and society praised Madame Monnier’s elegance, her daughter lay upstairs in total darkness—fed scraps, left in filth, slowly disappearing. This wasn’t just cruelty. It was control taken to its absolute extreme. When Blanche was finally found, her body survived—but her mind had been shattered by isolation. Sunlight hurt her eyes. Human interaction overwhelmed her. The world she had once known was no longer something she could return to. She spent the rest of her life in an institution, never fully reclaiming herself. Her mother died shortly after arrest. Her brother walked free. And Blanche… paid the price for loving the “wrong” man. That’s the part that stays with you. She wasn’t imprisoned for a crime.She was imprisoned for defiance. For choosing her own life in a world that believed it had the right to choose for her. © Women In World History #archaeohistories

@TheRealThelmaJ1 I think he has good doctors. Just the other day, he could hardly put his weight on his hip when he was getting out of the golf card and today he is all good.

Will Doctor Trump magically heal my bunions if I bring him McDonald's?

@NotHoodlum Grandiosity has no limits.

Remember when Senile Satan was a “nurse” last June?

@TheRealThelmaJ1 What should be the consequences for these acts ?

If you think Trump posting the picture of himself as Jesus was bad wait until you hear about how he f*cked kids.

@Ryan_Daigler @Liberalibrarian Abusers train others to abuse the victim by calling them crazy and saying that their suffering is their karma.

@Ryan_Daigler @Liberalibrarian Abusers call the result of their abuse and total collapse of the victim Karma. That way they shame, smear the victim and justify the abuse. They also become the righteous victors to be admired for their accomplishments. They do this under the guise of moral superiority.

After I posted my blooming cactus and my brother’s cats, someone broke into my house and stole the cactus. These people installed surveillance in my house and are making YouTube videos and sell products on Amazon of my home decorating ideas. Being watched 24/7 is the worst.

Yet, strangers/cruel people will shame you and label you as playing a victim.

Sharing this here is very brave. If someone likes something in this house the ugly people will break in to steal it. My brother’s cats were stolen from the yard at the back at his house. To this day I blame myself for posting their pictures on facebook.

Wow

Some awful people out there. After stealing my plant, they also installed surveillance in my house and are torturing me through the system. Jealousy and envy!

These were the cats that got stolen.

I hope she has good alarm system. When I shared pictures of my blooming cactus on facebook someone broke into my house and destroyed the plant. My brother’s cats that I shared got stolen. That was my experience. Just saying, some envious people get triggered into hate.