Narcissistic Abuse Survivor Story She Doesn’t Even Know She’s Dying"

Narcissistic Abuse Survivor Story (Anonymous Submission)

"She Doesn’t Even Know She’s Dying"

I have a friend who is being destroyed by narcissistic abuse. Not by one person nbut by many. By a lifetime of trauma stacked on top of trauma, like bricks on her chest she was never strong enough to carry but no one ever helped her unload.

She’s been hurt in the worst ways, by more people than I can count. It started with the unthinkable trauma from a family member. The kind of trauma that rewires your brain, your spirit, your instincts. Now, every man she meets becomes another abuser. It’s like she’s trapped in a loop, repeating the same pain over and over, and I can’t pull her out.

Her brain is locked in survival mode fight, flight, freeze. Sometimes fawn. She doesn’t realize how broken she is, because this has become her normal. She’s been held against her will. She’s disappeared into jails and courtrooms and toxic relationships and come back acting like nothing happened. The police won’t help unless she files something. But she never does, because she doesn’t believe she’s worth saving.

I’ve tried everything. I’ve called sheriffs. I’ve begged people to listen. I have my own health problems, and still I pour every ounce of what I have into trying to help her. I don’t even know how. It’s like the words just come out of me when we talk. I think it’s God. I think He’s using me to reach her. Because she doesn’t talk to anyone else like she talks to me. And I don’t talk to anyone else like I talk to her.

Sometimes I feel like we knew each other in another life. Our souls are bonded. She is the only person I speak to every single day. And when she disappears, I worry it’s the end. Her family doesn’t care. Her mom’s checked out completely. My own family says I should walk away that she’s dragging me down. But I can’t. She's special. Her spirit is rare. And she’s worth saving, even if the world doesn’t see it.

What hurts the most is watching someone you love drown while everyone else calls it “drama.”

They don’t see the trauma.

They don’t see the little girl still begging to be rescued from that first betrayal.

I don’t want pity.

I want people to wake up.

This kind of trauma doesn’t go away on its own. It kills. Slowly. Silently. And no one even writes a report.

I won’t let her become another silent funeral. Not if I can help it.

I don’t know what else to do but I know she’s not crazy.

She’s just never been safe.

And I’m not giving up on her.

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