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Attachment Weaponisation: The Bond Was Never an Accident

Attachment Weaponisation: The Bond Was Never an Accident I never noticed the closeness being built. I just assumed it was love, and assumed what I owed because of it, without either of us ever saying it out loud. Short version: Trauma bonding is usually described as something that happens to you, almost by accident, through unpredictable reward. A 2025 Cambridge study, interviewing eighteen women with sustained attachment to abusive partners, found something sharper underneath that: the closeness itself is often deliberately constructed early on, specifically so it can be exploited later. Researchers call this attachment weaponisation. The unsettling part is that it isn't always obvious while it's happening. It can feel completely organic, right up until you realise how much invisible obligation got built into it along the way. What is attachment weaponisation? A 2025 study led by researchers at the University of Cambridge, published in the journal Violence Aga...
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Chapter: Apparently, a Broken Foot Is Just “Drama”

You haven’t truly experienced narcissistic parenting until you’ve walked around on a broken foot for four weeks while being told you’re “overreacting.”


Me? Olympic-level limping, foot ballooned like a cartoon character, pain level twelve out of ten… and the response?


“Oh stop being dramatic, you’ve always been attention-seeking.”


Meanwhile, I’m basically starring in Survivor: Orthopaedic Edition—minus any sympathy or medical attention.


By week four, the bone was so broken it could have claimed benefits. I finally got an X-ray and… surprise! Shattered. Cracked. Officially F’d.


Did I get an apology? Of course not. Did they act like they knew it all along? Absolutely.

Cue the gaslighting encore:


“Well, you should’ve insisted harder if it really hurt that much.”


Here’s what I learned: when you’re raised by narcissists, even your bones get ignored.


But here’s the good news: the bones healed, I learned to stand taller, and now I laugh at the ridiculousness of it all—because the truth is, you can’t keep a badass down. You just give them a funny story, a limp with attitude, and a savage sense of humour.


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