Greetings, and welcome to today’s Author News 5th February 2021

Was he singling me out? 

He looked human, charming and trustworthy, but acted like a possessed vampire that sucked out the blood of his victims.

Was my boyfriend feeding on me and used me, too? 

I felt my new fella was always having one foot outside the door, and was constantly one step ahead.

Was he toying with me and isolating me?

He lacked the essential ingredients that made our relationship to work when he constantly undermined me and sat me up to be endlessly to defend myself.

He felt superior to his victim

I was wondering if he was hiding his authentic emotions behind his charismatic and clever personality. Hiding behind his inferiority, depression, and anxiety. I am sure my lover was hiding with his boredom, emptiness, detachment, and frustration.

Yet, I was only interested in his happiness, reaching his goal of doing better in life with me. No matter what, but for him, it was an occasion to feel superior over me and look down at me as the fool who knows nothing. 

Envy – Emotion – Anger – Hate – Love
He hated me that much!

It’s a mystery if he hated me so much when he smiled falsely in my face. He needed me, but loaded me so much that he treated me like trash.

He was hiding his past and his future, because he had a full imagination about his future, becoming rich and building on additional needs. And he was hiding his present. It was like living with a stranger and even I wanted to trust him, I couldn’t rely on him and was only coping with his baloney.

He would distort everything and hide it as long as it would take. And he talked gibberish and rudely about his exes, my children, my friends and even my ex-husband.

Two-faced personality, hiding behind his mask
Handsome, but abusive
Like an actor, he could emulate great love.

He enjoyed being seen with me, and then taking advantage of me. Gently ingratiating himself. But he didn’t know how to sustain it, because in the long run he didn’t have it in him.

What lies beneath is a turbulence of swirling emotions—weakness, his massive envy, his explosive greed, then fear, and most of all, his inner anger. Emotionally, he was very unhealthy, and he needed someone or something to fix him. And without my funds, I was nothing to him, only a beaten dog.

He was hiding mobiles, sneaky when writing emails, stealing things and money from me, then hiding them. For sure, he was afraid if I saw what was inside his true personality. Might be he was afraid that I would leave him. Then he would lose his luxury of supplies. Would I find out he had stolen from me?

Hiding behind his many lies
A petty act of kindness to keep me hooked!

What my new boyfriend was really showing was only a petty act of kindness. Mostly to keep me hooked. Then showing me a third party to triangulate me. Mainly, showing me I was worthless. Not good enough, and that he also was better and above everyone.

He possessed a massive God complex! Not to mention; believing he was the resurrected Jesus. Believing he was the major source helping the humanity to become better and healthier. Like Geppetto was steering his puppet in his strings, my lover trained me to give and take nothing back. And showing only he was better and faster. Only he was stronger, taller, and an ultimately fantastic sex icon. He believed only he was able giving me multiply orgasm—I never had achieved with any man before, etc.….

Among the many hurtful things my lover did, was also hiding important stuff from me. Like apologies, owning a mistake, introspection, and forgiveness in between the many deceptive lovely things he did in my infatuated love I had for him.

That was among some things I was up against with my new boyfriend, hate, his God complex, degradation, his petty act of kindness, lied, swindled me and talked gibberish about me and others.

Author: M. L. Stark

I am M. L. Stark, and within the pages of "HUGGER MUGGER: The Con Man Smile" and "MAZE AFLAME: Flimflam Man," I pour out the fiery essence of my very soul. These books are not just ink on paper; they are the embodiment of my triumph over the darkest shadows of my past. Through the flickering flames of adversity, I have risen, crafting tales that echo the resilient beat of my heart. Every word penned is a testament to the strength I discovered within myself, a testament to the resilience of the human spirit. I have dared to bare my scars, to expose the rawness of my wounds, for I know that in sharing my journey, I offer hope to those who may tread a similar path. And as I close each chapter, I am reminded of the immortal words of Bob Marley: "The biggest coward is a man who awakens a woman’s love without the intention of loving her." These words resonate within me, fueling my passion to shine a light on the darkness, to empower those who have been wronged, and to stand as a beacon of love and resilience in a world that too often seeks to extinguish the flames of hope. You can follow me on Facebook or Twitter.

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