They distorted my reality.
The very people who were supposed to help interpret the world to me.
To protect me.
To love me.

They distorted my logic.
That's why I could never make an outsider understand the things they did to me.
It is illogical.
It's easier to understand that the fault is with me.
They made up lies so convincing that even I couldn't believe my own truth.

They distorted my truth.
It was a Youtube explanation of the toxicity narcissistic personality that had finally set me free.
I was the victim of such evil.
It felt like I finally have a witness in court to testify on my side.
That I wasn't crazy.
That Crazy was put unto me.

A Youtuber's explanation has set me free.

But I'm very wounded.
The wounds are deep.
Never mind the scars.
The dark memories creep up to me so easily that I have to switch on Tv Dramas every night to lullaby me to sleep.
Without the Tv Drama conversations, my mind would drift easily to the dark memories.

They distorted my reality.
They took away my logic.
After 38 years, I'm finally learning to believe my own truth.

And that it wasn't my fault.