Welcome to Sanity, B*tch.

Why I Started This Blog — And Why You’re Not Crazy

There was a time I Googled:"Why does he lie about things that don’t matter?""Is it normal to feel insane around someone who says they love you?"

…and my personal favorite:"How to tell if your boyfriend is gaslighting you or if you’re just a drama queen."

👋 Hi. I’m Amy. I’m a perfectly rational, intelligent, and empathetic person… who once thought she was an emotional werewolf. This blog started because I don’t ever want you to go through that alone. The confusion. The fog. The WTF was that moments.

I’m fascinated — obsessed, even — with what makes these narcissists tick.Because once you see their moves, you can outmaneuver them like you're in a damn Jason Bourne film wearing lip gloss.

I started studying their patterns. Language. Behavior. Even hormonal impacts from emotional trauma. (Did you know cortisol can actually erase your short-term memory during abuse? Fun times.)

I started this blog because surviving narcissistic abuse is like surviving a cult — except it’s just one person, and they’re sleeping in your bed, using your charger, and ruining your self-esteem while asking for back rubs.

Your Turn:What was your “I’m not crazy, YOU are” moment that made you start questioning reality?