They
test and test our tears,
until they know where that boundary in us is,,
and then once they know where our limit is, they start installing
buttons in us so they can get their drug of choice in public as well as
private.
We become their puppets, so to speak..
We get trained to
cry on demand,, by their pokes and our own hurt feelings.
Yuck,,
whatta nasty image,,
healing from narc abuse is
nasty but not as nasty as suffering through it when it's happening,, and
we wonder why we're all confused...
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