Saturday, May 16, 2020

Where do you Even Start?


I will forever not know where to start in my story. I could start from the beginning, a middle class family with a father rattled with PTSD from the Vietnam War. Or from this moment where I sit. 

As it stands now I am in the middle of Northern Colorado not even sure what I will do with my life. I have been involved with someone who I now believe to be a narcissist with psychopathic tendencies. This being said I should just be able to cut it loose right? I mean the guy is a jerk! Why try to work it out why even try? Well, this man was my boyfriend in elementary school. I believe he used my pure love for him as a child, as a way to get into my good graces, and it worked, until it was too late. 

There are many parts to my life story, all of which are very crazy and interesting. I would like to mash up all of these stories into one long story through this blog. I am often embarrassed as to what I have been through, but I feel it will be beneficial for others to hear what I've been through in hopes of helping. 

Where was I, Colorado, narcissist. I consider myself an empath, meaning I also pick up a lot of other people's energy, and I'm always looking to "fix" people it seems or bring out their true self. Sometimes in this process I do more harm, to myself, than good. And it is a process I have to work on and a behavior that I need to stop. This man will never love me, not the way I deserve, he loves himself way too much for that.

In April of 2016, I was working on a project in Wyoming through my marketing company. At this time I put in a request from a wholesale hydroponic equipment for a 4 season grow shed project I was working on it in Wyoming. I got a phone call from a sales rep. We talked for two hours about marketing and he had a genius idea. I helped him market this idea and it became a success. He then needed me to move to Colorado to help in August of 2019.

With that being said I brought my boyfriend with me. Obviously we had had our problems in the past. I was hoping this would be a new start for us. Turns out I couldn't have been more wrong. I had a bad feeling about the move, but never knew it would be this bad...

 


Where do you Even Start?

I will forever not know where to start in my story. I could start from the beginning, a middle class family with a father rattled with PTSD...