D. L. Dempsey
Bio
New author, single mom, nacissist survivor, just making her dreams a reality and doing the best she can.
Stories (2/0)
Crawled Out of a Trap
Once upon a time, on Valentines Day of all days, 18.5 year-old me decided it'd be a good idea to go to the apartment of a 28 year-old acquaintance right after I broke up with a flaky a**hole. I figured "maybe he will be nice and won't try to f**k me", so why not give it a try and not be alone on V-day? Well, I went there, he didn't try to f**k me, and fast forward 8 years... we have a child together, I suffered depression inflicted by his manipulations and type B narcissistic behaviors such as blowing insignificant situations out of proportion, gaslighting, verbal bullets, name-calling and punching walls in front of our child because I didn't agree with him on something small... you know, that kind of thing.
By D. L. Dempsey3 years ago in Psyche
Finding Love is like a Buffet-Themed Escape Room.
This here is about to be the kind of read that is about 95% metaphor. Just to let you know... First, allow me to define Buffet Room and Human Relationship talk, so you can get a good feel for what the rest of this piece has to entail.
By D. L. Dempsey3 years ago in Humans
