Scars and Survival: Anonymous Strength in the Wake of Narcissistic Abuse

What makes you a Beautiful Disaster?
I may be a Beautiful Disaster—broken in places—but I refuse to let the pain define me. Instead, I choose to rise, rebuild, and show the world that my scars are proof of my strength.

Why do you identify with the Beautiful Disaster brand?
I relate to Beautiful Disaster because it embodies exactly who I am. I’ve been through pain, heartbreak, and narcissistic abuse that left me feeling broken, but I refuse to stay down. I am both the storm and the calm after it—a reminder that beauty can rise from chaos.

To me, Beautiful Disaster isn’t just a brand; it’s a reflection of strength, survival, and embracing every scar as part of my story.

My Beautiful Disaster Story

I married the devil in disguise.
He started out by charming the pants off me—literally. In the beginning, we were inseparable, bonded in a way I had never experienced in any previous marriage or relationship. It felt like we had known each other since the beginning of time. But behind the passion, there was a dark side. At first, I believed we could work through it together.

Instead, he turned into a monster.

The mental abuse was constant. He tracked my every move through my phone. He cut me off from my family—and eventually even from my children. Over time, the mental abuse became physical. I found myself lying to my doctor about broken bones, and lying to myself that “it wasn’t that bad” if I just watched what I said, how I dressed, or how I acted around others.

He watched everything. And if I slipped up, there was always a price to pay.

It took me a long time to find the courage to walk away. But when I finally did, I served him with a restraining order and went completely no-contact for over two years. Out of a need for closure, I reached out to him—only after asking for permission. But with a narcissist, closure doesn’t exist.

His silence and disregard for my existence was the closure.

Accepting that reality has been one of the hardest lessons of my life.
But I survived.
And every day, I remind myself that I am stronger than what tried to destroy me.

The Turning Point

One night, everything came to a breaking point.

He lost control—throwing pots and pans at the kitchen window while my son was asleep. He even tried to hit me with a tower fan. The next morning, I couldn’t ignore it anymore. I called his mother and told her he needed help.

Together, we took him to the hospital for a mental evaluation.

He walked through those doors and never looked back at me.

It was heartbreaking, but also the moment I knew it was over. That’s when I realized I had survived something that could have destroyed me—and I was finally free to start building my life back on my own terms.

3 Things I’ve Done to Move Closer to Happiness

1. I moved myself and my children far away from my ex.

2. I’ve gone through a lot of therapy, rebuilding myself after living in fight-or-flight mode for years.

3. I came to the realization that it wasn’t all my fault.

What is your favorite Beautiful Disaster collection, past or present, and why?
My favorite collection is the Hope Collection, because it reminds me to hold on—even in the darkest moments. It’s a reminder that pain doesn’t last forever and that brighter days will come. Hope has been a guiding light in my journey, and wearing it feels like carrying strength and resilience with me every day.

Also… the Cherry Bomb Collection is so cute!!!