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🎁🔍 Narcissistic Grooming Through Fake Gifts: When Presents Are Just Another Lie

How Cheap Imitations and Empty Indulgence Are Used to Manipulate and Control At first, the gifts seem generous — sparkling jewelry, grand gestures, indulgent treats.You feel special, valued, even spoiled. But over time, the sparkle fades. The “gifts” start to look different: cheap imitations, poorly made, or obviously fake.The promises turn hollow. The explanations roll… Read More 🎁🔍 Narcissistic Grooming Through Fake Gifts: When Presents Are Just Another Lie

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🕵️‍♂️💔 Stalking & Obsession: When the Abuse Doesn’t End After the Breakup

Post-Breakup Harassment, Monitoring & the Psychological Toll of Not Being Left Alone They say “just leave.”But what happens when you do — and they won’t let go? When the calls don’t stop.When you spot their car near your house again.When friends tell you, “They’re still asking about you — again.” That’s not love. That’s obsession.That’s not concern. That’s stalking.And… Read More 🕵️‍♂️💔 Stalking & Obsession: When the Abuse Doesn’t End After the Breakup

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 “When You Shine, Not Everyone Will Clap — But Shine Anyway”

🌟 “When You Shine, Not Everyone Will Clap — But Shine Anyway”A psychological and neuroscience-based reflection on envy, projection, and protecting your energy. There’s a certain kind of person who doesn’t chase the spotlight — they are the spotlight.Not because they try. Not because they boast.But because their presence is real, warm, and unfiltered. They walk into a room… Read More  “When You Shine, Not Everyone Will Clap — But Shine Anyway”

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“To the ones who make me smile just by being who they are — thank you.”

🌟 When Someone Makes You Smile… Even From Afar There are people who don’t need to be in the same room to make your day better.They don’t need grand gestures, constant contact, or dramatic declarations.Sometimes, all it takes is a message. A voice. A thought. You don’t see them every day — life is busy, you’re… Read More “To the ones who make me smile just by being who they are — thank you.”

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“Why Do I Post? (AKA: What’s Going On in That Head of Mine?)”

People often ask me, “Why do you post the things you do?”Some ask with genuine curiosity. Others with mild suspicion, like I’ve just casually dropped a truth bomb that landed a little too close to home. So let me explain. Throughout the day, I get dozens of messages — questions, comments, stories, cries for help, and… Read More “Why Do I Post? (AKA: What’s Going On in That Head of Mine?)”

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“After 30 years of tolerating emotional crumbs, I found someone who brought the whole damn bakery.” 🥐

By Linda C J Turner, Therapist & Advocate — Linda C J Turner Trauma Therapist | Neuroscience & Emotional Intelligence Practitioner | Advocate for Women’s Empowerment ©Linda C J Turner

“Wait… So You’re Telling Me Love Isn’t Supposed to Feel Like DIY Therapy?”Or: After 3 Decades of Tolerating the Bare Minimum, I Found Out There’s an Upgrade Package You know that moment when you meet someone and think:“Wait… you can do all that and be kind to me?”Yeah, me neither—until recently. Because after 30 long years of being with… Read More “After 30 years of tolerating emotional crumbs, I found someone who brought the whole damn bakery.” 🥐

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“The Price of a 32-Year Apology”Or: The Time He Tried to Win Me Back With Sentiment—Until the Money Stopped Flowing

For as long as I can remember, it’s been a bit of a running joke in my circle—if Linda wanted something, she had to do it herself.If Linda needed something, she had to pay for it herself.And if she dared to ask for help, well… she usually got a sigh, a shrug, or a vague promise followed… Read More “The Price of a 32-Year Apology”Or: The Time He Tried to Win Me Back With Sentiment—Until the Money Stopped Flowing

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“Just Someone We Used to Play Tennis With…” 🎾💅(aka: Not Quite the Friend He Thought He Was)

Ah, delusion. It’s the perfume some people wear so thickly, they can’t smell the truth even when it’s wafting around the room in bold neon letters. So there I was, casually mentioning to someone from the old circle that we were all friends once, trying to be gracious (as always). She paused, raised an eyebrow, and replied… Read More “Just Someone We Used to Play Tennis With…” 🎾💅(aka: Not Quite the Friend He Thought He Was)

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