Rantings Of A Survivor of Narcissistic Abuse

As a Survivor of Narcissistic Abuse, there are times when BAM!! Out of the blue, it hits you!!

A mixture of rage, anger, hatred, and sadness. Then more rage.

You’ll be doing fine. And all of a sudden, it slaps you in the face.

It just happened to me.

I came across this picture that was taken a couple of months after I had to have three disks in my neck replaced.

Because the Malignant Narcissist piece of shit I was married to at the time threw me onto our back deck in a violent rage.

The way I landed herniated, or ruptured, three disks in my neck.

As I was lying on the wooden boards of the deck, he stood over me. “What are you going to do now, bitch?”

He sneered at me, then walked back inside and slammed the door, Locking it. Locking me out.

Then once again yelled, “What are you going to do, bitch? You can’t do shit now. Can you, whore?”

I was only wearing a T-shirt and panties when he threw me out like a bag of trash.

He had knocked me to the floor inside the kitchen and dragged me by the hair to the door. Then he picked me up and threw me.

In front of our autistic son.

So when I saw the picture again, the emotions I had suppressed came forth with a vengeance.

One of the reasons it takes so long to heal from narcissistic abuse is because you have so much to get over.

I’ve gotten a whole lot out of my system. But there seems to be an endless supply of emotional baggage.

What the picture can’t say is how traumatic and life-altering the injury was.

It can’t say how much I suffered for months before my neurosurgeon could get to me.

I was basically paralyzed. Yet in horrible pain.

The picture can’t say how much my son suffered because his mother couldn’t function.

What it can say is that I survived.

The Malignant Narcissist didn’t win. Despite many attempts to destroy me, he failed.

Before I close, I’d like to say a very special Fuck You to Chuck Henson. May you rot in hell.


The Author in 20/6, two months after surgery.



Published by 🌹Serena Prince🌹Posh Ambassador, Quora Author, Cool-Ass Chick

My Name is Serena Prince, a.k.a.🌹Serena Prince🌹 Posh Ambassador, Quora Author, Cool-Ass Chick.(@serenaprince375) I’m both a Writer and Lover of Laughter, Sarcasm, and Common Sense. I’m also a Digital Content Creator, and Quora Author with a Twisted Sense Of Humor. If you're a fan of Quora, you may know that I answer questions on Topics Like: Narcissistic Abuse, Covert and Malignant Narcissists, Personality Disorders, (e.g. NPD, BPD); Being an INFJ; Autism Spectrum Disorders, and a Few Other Topics. My Day Job is in The Fashion Industry as a Poshmark Ambassador, Top Seller, and Top-Rated Seller. My Model/Assistant is a Mannequin Named Erma Bombeck, After the Late Author and Humorist of the Same Name. Lastly, I'm A Survivor of Narcissistic Abuse. It's My Hope To Raise Awareness, As Well As To Help Other Victims/Survivors By Sharing The Knowledge I’ve Gained Since My Own Journey To Healing Began.

7 thoughts on “Rantings Of A Survivor of Narcissistic Abuse

  1. I see you’ve been on Quora since the end of 2018? I just wanted to check and see how long you’ve been around because past Narcissists have made me so (deservingly) paranoid that if you just started up on there only like a month ago, or so, I’d be concerned that you were someone ‘he’ sent to check up on me. But, you appear sincere, and have also been on Quora quite a while.

    Sorry for my suspicions, but the last one played a real number on me, and every now and then, I find myself still reeling from it. They really mess with one’s head. Of course, part of my confusion is just my own brand of Super Power that I was born with.

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