What happens to a person when society must deny that they exist?
“I MATTER! I MATTER, I MATTER, I MATTER!” the words screamed through my skull on that sunny late afternoon just two Augusts ago.
Just minutes before, I was standing in our kitchen, arguing with my wife, my covert narcissist abuser of over 30 years. I didn’t know it at the time, but her capacity to manipulate and exploit me had recently grown to new and devastating heights.
What we were arguing about, I can’t honestly remember. What I remember most vividly, though, was the point when I asked, I pleaded, for her to stop ramping up emotionally.