more, and I eventually started to live a little only to have him call me now and again and play on my heart strings. I would soon end up back in square one just as I thought I had started healing again and moving forward. I hadn’t fully realised the control he had on me as a gas lighting narcissist.

One phone call he made was just raw fucking cold; he asked me to renew the football subscription for the satellite box so that he could watch his beloved television. He didn’t even say hello; how are you? It was straight into wanting his needs met. I must admit the time apart helped me to grow colder and with a straight gangster style fierce ‘no’ response I hung up on him.

After that phone call I decided to block him again on all aspects of social media and his entire