Last year, the veil slipped from my eyes, revealing the truth of my partner, a man I'd shared seven years with. It was a painful awakening; once I saw what he was, I couldn’t unsee it.
As the weight of my knowledge settled, his behavior unraveled. I began to recognize the toxic patterns woven into our lives: my cheating, rage-fueled partner was also a covert narcissist. The pieces of our troubled relationship started to click into place with unsettling clarity.
The situation grew more explosive. I could no longer pretend not to see what he was, and he stopped trying to hide it. Escape became my only option.
This awakening was excruciating, but it opened my eyes to new possibilities. I emerged transformed, more aware of both the beauty and the darkness in the world around me.
As I continued on my healing journey, I realized the importance of staying “Woke.” I couldn’t afford to slip back into a comfortable ignorance. Like someone in recovery, I needed to confront my truths daily.
I want to help people identify red flags and dismantle self-destructive patterns. Just because something feels familiar doesn’t mean it’s good for us.
I need to focus on my path to self-love. I deserve kindness and care, and I am enough—just as I am.
I want to help others find healing through art, as I have. I’m not sure how this will unfold, but I know it’s essential.
Though this plan is still in its early stages, I’m committed to this purpose. If I can help even one person avoid an abusive relationship, it will be worth every effort.
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