Category: Mentality
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Some days I can laugh at the narrative being spread about me, other days it stings. But with resilience, distance, and a focus on my own growth, I’m finding freedom. Work wins, good friends, and real laughter are helping me…
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She claims she’s over me. She says she’s “upgraded.” Yet she still reads my blog, still references me, still rewrites the story. If she were truly secure in her choices, she wouldn’t need to. The reality? Narcissists never fully let…
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In the early stages of a breakup, it’s easy to focus only on the love, the laughs, and the memories you’re losing. What you don’t see is the bad—the manipulation, the confusion, the ways a partner can subtly turn you…
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Sometimes, it takes hearing your own words through someone else’s struggle to finally see things clearly. A conversation with a colleague reminded me that breakups don’t always have to be toxic — but when a narcissist is involved, they rarely…
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Writing is my therapy—a way to untangle the chaos in my head. It lets me process emotions, make sense of my thoughts, and find clarity when life feels overwhelming. Sometimes the words pour out raw and messy, other times I…
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I got some great news yesterday — it seems my ex has finally put the wheels in motion for the divorce, and the caravan has now been listed. Honestly, I can’t put into words how good it feels to know…
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The past few weeks have been a turning point. I’m calmer, happier, and starting to feel like myself again. I’ve been reconnecting with people, building stronger bonds with my daughter, and even pushing forward at work. Life still has its…
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When Jeremy Corbyn and Zarah Sultana announced they were forming a new political party, the predictable response from political commentators was to warn of “splitting the left vote.” But here’s the thing — Labour hasn’t been left-wing for a long…
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A personal statement about truth, lived experience, and why speaking honestly about pain matters even when others would rather look away.
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Despite what stories she wants to tell people to justify what she did. I’m a good fucking person. I’m not the monster she wants to frame me as. I took her on with a newborn child and a toddler. I…
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There’s a funny thing that happens when you tell your side of a story — especially when it doesn’t paint someone in the best light. People who once claimed to stand for truth, fairness, or loyalty suddenly become very selective…
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Looks like one of my posts struck a nerve — someone’s been using bots or automated tools to review bomb my blog with 1-star ratings.
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I’m at a point now where I both love her and hate her. And the part of me that still loves her? I fucking hate that too. Because yeah, she had good qualities. She was amazing at planning things —…
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After three weeks off work to deal with everything going on, I wasn’t sure I was ready to return. My head was still full — looping over everything that had happened. But that final weekend before I returned, something quietly…
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One day, you wake up. You wake up with clarity. The air feels fresher, and for the first time in what feels like forever, you’re not carrying that crippling tightness in your chest — the one that made it hard…
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Yesterday felt like a turning point — a real, tangible shift. For the first time in what feels like forever, I felt like me again. Not the version of me that was moulded by someone else’s expectations or dulled by…
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She had the idea that real love meant being everything for each other — always together, doing everything as one, never apart. But that wasn’t what I believed love needed to be. For me, love is also about breathing room.…
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Healing is a weird process. So many times — as you’ll have seen in some of my previous posts — I feel like I’m improving. I’ll have a good day, maybe even a few strung together. I get up, crack…
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On Wednesday, I had to go to my ex’s house. There were a few final bits to collect, and we needed to swap SIM trays — one of those dull, emotionless jobs that still manages to carry the weight of…
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Every message from you is like a knife right through my heart. I feel like I’ve took one step forward but then I’m right back to the start. Sitting in the darkness thoughts running through my head. Why are you…
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