That’s the spell. That lifeline isn’t love; it’s a hook in your soul. And here’s the cruelest part: your heart is wired for reason. You’re built to make sense of things. You search for patterns, for logic, for closure, but the narcissist feeds you chaos. And because you’re a truth seeker, a peacemaker, you think the solution must be to love harder, to forgive deeper, to fix what’s broken. So you overgive, you overexplain, you overstay. Meanwhile, the narcissist keeps spinning the madness on purpose because the more confused you are, the more they control. And every time you try to make sense of it, you just bind yourself tighter to the illusion.
This is how the spell works, my friend. And if you’ve got a child with the narcissist or a marriage paper, oh, they’ve got you right where they want you. That paper becomes a guilt chain; that child becomes their anchor in your life. They know you won’t break up your family; they knew it when they picked you. And that’s why they don’t let up; they don’t change because they don’t have to.
But here’s the light at the end of this dark road: the way out of the spell begins when you see it—just see it for what it is. This ain’t love; this ain’t sacred; this ain’t what God designed for your life. When something leaves you in tears more than laughter, when you spend more nights questioning your value than resting in joy, when you lose your identity trying to keep peace with someone who thrives on war—you’re not in love. And you can break free. But first, you have to call it what it is: a lie, a spell, a trap dressed in affection. You’re not bound anymore unless you choose to stay. So choose freedom. Choose clarity. Choose healing.
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