What Goes On In My House Stays In My House

By Mijiza Green

These are stories of Brave individuals who turned their Trauma into Triumphs. These stories will inspire you to keep pushing and praying no matter how hard life gets. Let each story remind you that you have already won the battle, and the victory is yours!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Exposed Books Publishing
• Release date: Jun 21, 2021
• ISBN: 9781737123521

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Beverly J. Clay

Had to Die in Order to Live Through Narcissistic Abuse

Had to Die in Order to Live Through Narcissistic Abuse

Looking back on January 28, 2019, what unfolded that evening could have completely sent me over the edge into pure insanity, but instead, I turned my pain into purpose and reclaimed my life!

At around 9 p.m., I was asleep in bed and was awakened by the beeps coming from the laptop, signaling that I had messages. I didn't think much of it at the moment and rolled back over. But the beeps kept coming. Concerned now that it could be an emergency from one of my children, I sat up to check the messages. My first thoughts upon reading them were, Why would someone send me these types of messages? They were disgusting. Just when I was about to close the laptop, I caught a glimpse of a name I recognized. It was the name of the woman I had suspected my boyfriend had an affair with, which he vehemently denied. So, I clicked open the message and read it, that's when my heart sank, these messages weren't for me, they were for my boyfriend! Then I remembered he had used my laptop earlier that day and must have forgotten to close his messenger.

I was wide awake by now and was in pure disbelief at what I was reading and seeing. I slammed the laptop shut. I was beyond angry. I wanted to beat the hell out of him. All the years he accused me of cheating, the messages confirmed what my heart had felt, but my mind wouldn't accept. He was the one cheating the entire relationship and with multiple women as well as with his daughter 20-year-old friend, who had lived in the house, and slept with her in the same bed he and I slept in. I wanted revenge. I wanted him to fill all the hurt and pain he caused me. But suddenly, I heard a whisper from God, Revenge is mine! So instead, I made several vows that day to myself. One, I was not going to let it be known of what God allowed me to see; that would remain my little secret. I had asked God on numerous occasions to help me out of my mess, and he revealed all I needed to know in order for me to move past the pain and move onto my purpose. Secondly, I vowed to be heard and tell my story and truth from that day forward and never let anyone destroy my character or ever silence my voice