Var-sha

He Was Everything… Except Real Love – My Story of Narcissistic Abuse & Self-Love “I gave him control thinking he'd stay — but he still left.” This is my healing journey after a narcissistic relationship—how I lost myself, and then found love again in the most unexpected place: myself . When Love Felt Like Control I’m writing this… not as a victim, but as someone who survived something no one warned me about — a narcissist. At first, he was perfect. He said all the right things. He made me feel like I was the only one who mattered. And I believed it. Signs I Ignored in a Narcissistic Relationship Slowly, something changed. His love felt like a mirror — it only reflected him. When I needed him — he was “busy.” When I cried — I was “too sensitive.” When I succeeded — he felt “ignored.” When I asked for respect — I was “dramatic.” The Breaking Point Still, I stayed. I bent myself. I made myself smaller. I said sorry, even when I was hurt. I gave him co...

" Now, I've taken back the love I had lost for myself ." There was a time when I had lost myself completely in someone else's love… I had forgotten my own identity. His smile, his messages, his presence — That had become my whole world. But when he left… It wasn’t just a person who walked away. My smile, my peace, and even my sense of self — all vanished with him. Every day I would scold myself — "Why am I not enough? Why am I always ignored? Why didn’t I get back the love I gave?" But in all those tears, one truth was quietly whispering — "You gave love, but forgot to love yourself." So what did I do next? I forgave myself. I asked my past to pause a while. I looked in the mirror and told myself — "You are enough. Your worth isn’t defined by anyone’s acceptance. Now, you are your own companion." The love I once begged for from others — I now started giving it to...

" Love yourself …" I had heard this line many times. But I truly understood what it means only when I was completely broken… and still, I stood up again – all by myself. I reached a point in life where I had lost myself in loving someone else. I lived, behaved, and even tolerated things only for them – ignoring my own heart. I believed that if I gave love, I would receive it too. But that never happened. I gave love, I gave my time, I gave understanding… And still, one day, that person walked away. No goodbye, no explanation, no turning back. That’s when I realised – Losing yourself while loving someone else… that’s not love. That’s self-betrayal. That day, I cried. I broke down. But at one moment, I looked into the mirror… And I saw that girl – still standing there. Hurt, yes. But there was still a little hope in her eyes. From that day, I started walking… back towards myself. I began waking up for me ....