I don't want to be Iris Apfel's mean and poor doppelgänger. I need help.
I'm a mom and accomplished marketing professional but I harbour a dark secret. My father has narcissistic personality disorder; he abducted me when I was 10 years old, and fabricated our new life.
I had never seen Jess dance. During the months that I was dating her, the head of the ballet department quit and classes were postponed, then Jess had an ankle surgery, and then one thing after another.
I’m just going to give you the facts as they happened in hopes that if something like this ever happens to you, you won’t feel so alone…or stupid.