Prince Charming

We fall, we learn to never return

to that shell

to that beautiful living hell - Jennifer Aigner -

1 1/2 years ago, I went through a pretty rough breakup. I truly loved this little, frightened soul I saw inside of him, he truly just used me.

Thanks to this guy, who was a blueprint of a person with narcissistic behaviour, I finally began to dig deep and seek to understand the relationship dynamics I’ve been dealing with my whole life.

For all it was worth, he opened my eyes, wide, so I could finally burst through my denial and see what was laid out right in front of me.

I am learning to accept the deep wounds I carry with me. I am learning to not mistake the fear of losing someone for love. I am also learning that narcissists come in all shapes and sizes. Suddenly, to me, they are everywhere.

To make something beautiful out of the immense pain I felt, I turned, as I always do, to art, and I wrote a poem called „prince charming“. These are the last few words of the poem. You will soon find the whole text on this website.