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Dream or Nightmare

I suppose we can leave off the first word and go straight to the second. The dream only lasts so long... I suppose the length of time in the 'honeymoon' phase of the abusive relationship varies from person to person.

The 'Dream' only a construct, a fabrication, an alter ego built block by block by the Monster in your life.

Built from the many experiences with warm and caring people, they take emotions and feelings and apply them to the current chosen victim, until they get bored and begin the 'discard' phase of the relationship.

Push you out, tear you down until you have no choice but to leave. Then when their current supply dries up, they return to you and once again try to talk the victim into coming back to the nightmare they are.

Where does it end my dear people?

When will the clues and knowledge of who they truly are permeate your conscious mind and move you away and onto someone who is real and will love you the way you love?

Knowledge is power. So do the investigations, check the phone, the emails, the texts, fb and so on until you KNOW who they truly are.

It hurts... oh it hurts but it will free you to a path of joy, happiness and most of all.....

PEACE.

So dear hearts.... be strong and fight on and stay safe.


 
 
 

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