Let’s Talk About the Time My Mother Abandoned Me on the Side of the Road.

When you have a narcissistic mother, every memory is tinged with sadness.

E.B. Johnson | NLPMP | Editor

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A photo from the hellish autum of my life.

Every memory I have from the ages of 17–18 is contained in a little black book. The cover, smooth, bears bold, metallic numbers along the binding. The year I graduated from high school. In the center, the name of my…

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