His Hands
His Hands @shantellewrites started May 22, finished November 9th, 2022, My experience becoming trauma-bonded to a narcissist. “THE MOMENT YOU’VE CONVINCED SOMEONE THAT YOU TRULY UNDERSTAND HER DREAMS AND FEELINGS (THE WHOLE WORLD THAT SHE INHABITS), MENTAL AND BEHAVIORAL CHANGE BECOMES POSSIBLE, AND THE FOUNDATION FOR A BREAKTHROUGH HAS BEEN LAID.” - Chris Voss, Never Split The Difference: Negotiating as if Your Life Depended on it. His hands are what I love most about him. I’ve sat at the foot of his bed to massage his hands and his forearms from a work injury I can’t even remember right now. I doubt he remembers injury because he fearlessly approaches each day. I doubt he remembers I cared for him. I watch him wake without the anxiety, that keeps me from slumber. I don’t really sleep because I panic about waking up. He’ll quietly meditate and smoke his black before slipping into his work clothes. Well he doesn’t really slip into th...