This is a project started pretty much on a whim – like most projects I start. Contrary to most of my other projects, however, I think this one’s here to stay. After all, I strongly believe that what I’m trying to do here, is both good and needed by many. And perhaps I can contribute to the recovery of someone out there – that’d be absolutely awesome.

Now, I’m starting this blog earlier than I’m starting the Youtube channel. There are of course reasons for that – mainly that I need time to learn how to make myself look good in front of my cellphone (don’t have a fancy camera, unfortunately), and how to edit film. And because I need to write down what I’m going to say, of course. 😀

It’s a bit annoying, starting here early, because what I write here and what I’ll be saying over at Youtube will dive into each other quite heavily. And I don’t really want to start here with content that’s supposed to show up on the Youtube channel in January.

See my dilemma? 😀

Moving on to the important stuff, though.

As I hope you have gathered already, this is all about the recovery from narcissistic abuse during childhood. That is; I am telling you all these things from my perspective, having grown up with a covert narcissist for a mother – and a father who over-compensated everything he felt she lacked in her parenting skills. The end result didn’t turn out very well at all, although my dad probably would have been an amazing dad had mom not been around.

So we’re starting from the point where survival is behind us. We’ve already survived, we are alive. And perhaps we’ve even come quite far in our recovery. But I figure it’s always nice to know you’re not alone, and hearing about other peoples’ experiences. That’s where I come in. I’m not better than anyone else, I just happen to be good at blogging – and sharing. I also hope to think that I’ve gathered some wisdom through the years, as to the how, the why, et cetera.

I want to adress this topic from as many angles as possible. I want to bring up as many things as possible, such as consequences of the abuse, ways to search for answers, ways to recover sense of Self, in a neverending et cetera.

If you, along the way, think of something you’d like to hear me discuss – please, please do contact me. I’m not a big fan of social media in general – but I am available at mainly Facebook, but also on Twitter. I’d really love to hear from you, even if you just want to let me know you’re in this shit too.

And also remember, always, that what I talk about are my own experiences. These are all things that has, or has not, worked for me. It may not be your thing at all – and that’s ok. After all, we are all individuals, and each and everyone of us has to find our own path. That is extremely important. Choose someone else’s truth, and you’ll end up lying to yourself anyway, and that’s not what we’re looking for, is it? 🙂

And just to give a little something away, for me, spirituality and a rather philosophical perspective of life, has done the most good for me. I’ve gone through a number of paths in these areas, picked what works for me, thrown away the rest, and here I am. I’m far from done, but for some reason I feel like I’ve finally ended up on the right side of the pit. This is from where I think and hope I can build the rest of my life.

And you know what? That’s bloody amazing. I would never in a million years, have believed I could or would, ever, come this far.


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Eye C : recovery from childhood trauma (narcissistic abuse by a parent)

I grew up with a covert narcissistic mother and a father who overcompensated in a rigid manner.


My mother died back in 2001 and I have spent too many years being a survivor. This is where it’s time to recover and be the best version of myself that I can be.


It’s important to me to let this be a space where we are creative and positive in our ways to recover from the narcissistic abuse we’ve been subjected to in our childhood. It’s no easy task, but I’ll be damned if I can’t do it.


Until then.


With love.
Malinka P.