I’ve had fun with the Jenkin’s family Christmas letter over the past few years. It seems as though the entire world was visited by Krampus last year.
“I choose to believe it’s human remains” – Me to my youngest sister earlier today.
Let me explain.
I joined a group online a few years ago. A support group for empaths dealing with the aftermath of narcissism. It took until today for me to realize this is not a group I should belong to. Not because I’m not an empath. I am. Not because I don’t deal with the aftermath of narcissism. I do. But because I want to get out of the goddamn swamp. Nearly all the content are people lamenting...