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The Cycle That Broke Me: When Narcissistic Abuse Made Me Snap

People talk about abuse like it’s easy to name—like it’s obvious. But sometimes it looks like someone saying, “God sent me to love you.” And then turning around and treating you like you’re disposable. He didn’t hit me.He didn’t scream at me.But he slowly, strategically broke me. He made me feel chosen. Special. Like I…