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How Do You Know You Are the Toxic or Narcissistic One
We spend a lot of time learning how to identify toxic people. We read articles, watch videos, and swap stories with friends about narcissists we survived. Rarely do we stop and ask a harder question. What if some of the behavior I am angry about exists in me too?
By Eunice Kamau2 months ago in Families
Fleeing Home - Again.... Content Warning.
Today I am not going to lie about or sugarcoat how I am doing. I am doing terribly. My children and I ended up fleeing our home last night. Again. Because of a man who decided to tell me that I had no other option than that he was going to be accessing my property.
By The Schizophrenic Mom2 months ago in Families
DEEP HEIGHTS
I Love How He Loves Me GRACELLA NOV 19, 2025 (Just a Devotional): I am left in a sweet place here and had a wonderful time with my Lord, as I always do. But this was different. Unspeakably different. It is not really something I can share, because it is just one of those things that belongs to you; if you know what I mean.
By Kadee Grace2 months ago in Families
Moving On From a Toxic Narcissistic Relationship Is Hard And That Reality Deserves Honesty
People talk about leaving toxic narcissistic relationships as if walking away is the finish line. As if once you leave, everything suddenly becomes clear and easy. But the truth is, leaving is often the smallest part of the journey. The real work begins after. The silence. The confusion. The moments where you question your own memory and wonder how you stayed for so long.
By Eunice Kamau2 months ago in Families
The Love That Stays Off-Camera
I didn’t notice the fire until it was almost too late. It was a Tuesday in late October. Dry wind, brittle leaves, the kind of air that crackles with danger. I was inside, scrolling through bad news on my phone, when the smell hit—acrid, sharp, wrong. I ran outside just as smoke curled over the ridge behind our street.
By KAMRAN AHMAD2 months ago in Families
The Last Gallop
In a small village nestled between golden wheat fields and sun-cracked hills, there lived a horse named Bahar. He wasn’t sleek or swift, nor did he have a pedigree worth boasting about. His coat was dull in places, his legs bore old scars, and one ear was half-torn from a long-forgotten storm. But to twelve-year-old Rehan, Bahar was more than a horse—he was memory, comfort, and home.
By meerjanan2 months ago in Families
Mutants for Dividends: How Bioengineered Animals Feed Profits, Not Life
That little “bioengineered” sticker on your groceries? It’s not a warning—it’s a confession. America didn’t just change food; it rewrote nature’s code to keep profits flowing. Too bad your body—and the animals—are the crash test dummies.
By Aja Truth2 months ago in Families
Your Plate Is a Stock Ticker: How Wall Street Profits Off Fake Food
Walk into any supermarket and you’re not walking into a place designed to feed you. You’re walking into a showroom for financial assets disguised as food. The bright boxes screaming “healthy,” “whole grain,” “low fat” are line items on earnings calls, tuned to one purpose: turn your need to survive into shareholder profit.
By Aja Truth2 months ago in Families
How to Recognize Toxic or Narcissistic In-Laws Early
Most people don’t realize they’re dealing with toxic or narcissistic in-laws until they’re already deeply entangled, emotionally exhausted, doubting themselves, and wondering how normal family disagreements turned into constant battles.
By Eunice Kamau2 months ago in Families
The Last Day of 2025. Content Warning.
2025 was an objectively hard year for me. I would be lying if I said that I wasn't extremely thrilled to be done with whatever this last year has been! It is fitting that I want to use Wednesdays to write wacky things... and the end of 2025 is on a Wednesday - as it has been one wacky year!
By The Schizophrenic Mom2 months ago in Families
The Space Between Noticing
The city woke up loudly, but Jonah always noticed the silence first. It lived in the early hours, tucked between the hum of traffic and the clatter of metal gates opening for business. It lingered in the spaces most people rushed through without a second thought. Jonah didn’t rush. He never had.
By Yasir khan2 months ago in Families
Land of the Free
Somewhere between “freedom” and “Wi‑Fi,” America forgot how to rebel. We stopped throwing tea into harbors and started paying subscriptions to our own surveillance. The revolution didn’t end; it just got quiet, replaced by notifications and next‑day delivery. The land of the free grew polite — too polite — learning to mistake convenience for peace, and obedience for order.
By Aja Truth2 months ago in Families