It started like a bright, warm, summer\u2019s day. He was charming and he made you feel like no other man ever had. Together, you shared important personal experiences and he seemed to be everything you had ever wanted. In the beginning, he was always there for you. He was always making you laugh and complimenting you on your beauty. He told you that he had never met a girl like you before and that he could see himself marrying you one day. Piece by piece, you became a part of his world\u2014the world of a narcissist.<\/p>\n
And without realizing it, the dark clouds began to roll in and slowly he became the drug that you couldn’t live without.<\/p>\n
When he wanted you, you had to be there. And when he needed you, you had to be there. But, more importantly, you wanted to be there because you cared for him and wanted to be there to look after him. However, if you couldn’t be there for him exactly when he called, he became angry. He would threaten you and others he knew were important to you and he would enjoy making you cry by calling you names, telling you that you were worthless, and that nobody else would ever want you.<\/p>\n
That’s when the small patters of rain began to fall.<\/p>\n
He would discard you for days at a time and then make you sit and listen to every detail of his latest intimate conquests. He explained to you that these relations with other girls were necessary due to you being unable to satisfy his needs, even though he was the one who had chosen to cut you off. You later found out that these ‘other girls’ were more than just flings, that he was also in ‘committed’ relationships with them. He twisted their minds too and in order to save him from the erupting explosion of emotion, you lied for him because you loved him that much.<\/p>\n
Depois, as nuvens de chuva transformaram-se numa trovoada. Os rel\u00e2mpagos come\u00e7aram e come\u00e7ou a entrar em p\u00e2nico e a procurar abrigo, mas de repente apercebeu-se de que estava ao ar livre, sem ter onde se esconder.<\/p>\n