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Living With Narcissistic Abuse: My Story

I didn’t know I was being abused.
Not at first.

He never hit me. He never raised his voice – well, not often. And when he did, it was my fault anyway, wasn’t it? I had triggered him. I had “misunderstood” him. I was “too sensitive,” “too emotional,” “too much.” I questioned myself more than I ever questioned him.

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