I married a covert somatic mid-range narcissist and stayed with him for 16 years while the world burned down around me. I loved him without boundaries and San Francisco became our Camelot. I had planned to go there my whole life, and now I had a partner who could share the magic with me. But love with a personality disordered person does not ever have a happy ending. This is my story of Love and California and the fairy dust that makes some things impossible to give up.
