How a narcissistic man reacts when you move on.
A double Haiku
You pay attention
to some girl you never met.
Should I do the same?
You'll just throw tantrums,
Another man hugging me
just makes you boil.
About the Creator
Diani Alvarenga
“I write to give myself strength. I write to be the characters that I am not. I write to explore all the things I'm afraid of.”
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Comments (4)
Both my father, subsequent first big loves and marriage were with narcissists. It took breaking through with therapy and writing, and finding healthy friendships to help me realise I was of value. I hope you keep writing and working through whatever it is you are dealing with. Hugs, ROCK
wonderful!
They always wanna be the one to own us. Loved your Haikus!
So on point!