I wanted to share my story about ”love” & it is not beautiful. I am almost 43 and when I was 17 I met someone special, we fell in love emediately. He was 14 years older & I looked up to him. It turned out he was a real psycopath who beat me, strangled me, put a knife to my throat several times & abused me mentaly. I got away from him at 21 when he was studying abroad & I met the father of my daughter, 11 years older than me. I didn’t fall in love, but I felt I wanted to ”help” him & we became a ”team”. First time he beat me when we argued I ran, but he appologized & I came back & I got pregnant. He lied about everything, his nationality, name, he even had a wife. I got a daugther with him and stayed for seven years afraid to loose her. He abused me physical and mentaly & he was also a gambler. After I left him I moved back to my hometown & very quickly had a relation with my former ”friend”, only two years older than me who wasn’t my type but felt secure. I got pregnant the first months & we had a child. He wasn’t bad, he just never helped with the household so I gave up & became a single mom of 2. Then, I met my ”soulmate”. He was. Everything. I ever. Dreamed. Of. But it lasted only for 7 years, cause he was 18 years older than me. He is an alcoholic. We had a son & after him I ended up a single mother with 3 kids with 3 different fathers. I stayed single for a while & then I got romanticaly involved with my friend, not my type, someone who I’ve known for about 6 years. I thought he was my twinflame. & our story is to long to tell now. But one week ago we broke up (again), because I set boundaries now. I was a people pleaser when I met him & I am not anymore. He has narcissistic traits & I’m an empath so I realized our relation was not healthy. That it also was toxic. Now I’m focusing on healing & my kids 🙏🏻❤️