It’s possible to be the secondary victim of an unacknowledged abuser through unhealed trauma in the abusee.

I’ve started to understand my life trajectory as being impacted by an “Abuser X.” I’ve choked on too much smoke for there not to be a fire. The fire doesn’t need a name.

It’s like the asteroid impact that ended the dinosaurs. I need to understand why I emerged in a lineage with entire types of wellness extinct.

Chocolate rainmaker. Singer. Thinker. Voice

Ever seen the movie PI? Sometimes the abused changes their memory of the events to stay sane. This makes treatment very difficult. You can only love them through all the shit they throw at you. Over time they can get better if we empathize with their trauma, despite it being unmentionable.