I often wonder why it was so hard for me to tell the truth as a child. I would create fantastical stories about myself and my family. I would oversell what I could do and who I was and it cost me a lot. But when I look back on my childhood, I realize that lies were a part of my upbringing. But it never became more apparent to me, just how much she lied, until I went away to school. She lied about me, my sisters, my dad, everyone. It was awful and made me as if my whole life was a fantasy. I had know footing because my ground was built from lies. So, to help purge the lies, I offer Lies My Narcisstic Mom Told About Me. To Camp Counselors: ”Kristina is sexually aggressive and loose,” after I was [...]



















