Sunday Morning Coffee Musings: It’s Lonely Here

It’s lonely here. Here in a world with a narcissist when those who were also targets have departed into the spiritual realm

There is no one who believes you and no one you can talk to who understands because others make excuses and validation is dimmed

Maybe even damned because how dare you call out the truth! You become the villain and they become the victim

“Well, you should, you know, they are”- “Just ignore harmful and abusive behavior” and you are left to your frustrations that sit on top of muddy waters like film

“Is he or she really that bad?” They ask. This irritates the hell out of me because were you not listening to what I described?

You immediately know those who get you and those who are not your tribe. It’s right there in their responses and vibes

It’s lonely here without my father and my brother who’s eyes were opened and were victims , too

I have no one who can feel my pain. Yet, there is work that I must do

The others are too far from the damage and the rubbish left behind

And I look at God and my therapist to help my troubled heart and mind

I draw from my own strength within to heal new wounds that wish to infest

The work makes me weary and the nonsupport makes what I endure harder to digest

It’s lonely here was the thought that came to my mind after the insanity hurled my way

But I will remain rooted and grounded forever, always, and today

~Nikki ©2026 9/17/2026 12:11 PM