Even AI Couldn’t Find This: The Untold Truth About Life After a Narcissistic Mother’s Death

When my mother died, I thought i’d finally be free.

But I wasn’t prepared for what came next.

For some, grief is sadness, longing, and love lost.

But when the mother is a narcissist, grief is something entirely different—something few people understand, let alone talk about.

No one warned me about the relief, the terror, the guilt, the emptiness that followed.

No one told me about The Hollow Passage—the emotional, psychological, and spiritual reckoning that came when the source of my abuse was gone forever.

No one told me that even after she’s buried, I’d still hear her voice in my head.

And when I went looking for guidance, I found nothing.

I even asked AI—and it couldn’t find a single resource like this

In a world where artificial intelligence can process millions of books, articles, and research papers in seconds, I thought surely, someone had written about this.

But there was nothing that blended:

✅ Complicated grief after a narcissistic mother’s death.

✅ The relief and terror that coexist in the aftermath.

✅ The ways she can still haunt you—mentally, emotionally, even spiritually.

✅ What to expect from flying monkeys, enablers, and siblings who had a different experience.

✅ How to rebuild yourself when you were never given a blueprint.

✅ The possibility of finding answers—not just within, but from beyond.

Nothing existed that validated the confusion, the weight of the emotions, the deep, aching silence that comes when the person who controlled you is suddenly… gone.

So I created it.

The Hollow Passage: naming what has never been named

I call this experience The Hollow Passage—the place between who you were under her rule and who you have the power to become.

It’s the place where:

  • relief felt like a betrayal

  • grief felt like a lie

  • the silence felt deafening because, for the first time in my life, I didn’t have to walk on eggshells—but I didn’t know how to exist without them

  • the family I thought might finally see the truth of her doubled down on the lies.

And, in my case… I was fiercely determined to find answers—so much so that I turned to a psychic medium to communicate with my mother’s spirit.

The Conversations We Never Had: a truth that changed everything

Most people who’ve been abused by their mother never get answers.

They’re left with an unresolved void.

Society tells them to either forgive and let go (which feels invalidating) or to sit with lifelong anger and resentment (which doesn’t offer closure).

I chose a different path.

Through spirit communication via a psychic medium I hired for six months, I faced the version of my mother who was no longer human—the one who could finally tell the truth.

I asked my mother’s spirit the questions I never dared to ask while she was alive.

I received truth bombs that shattered everything I thought I knew about my childhood, my pain, and even my purpose.

Some people might call that crazy.

I call it healing.

This is the first space of its kind

I’m not here to tell you how to heal.

I’m not here to tell you how to survive the narcissist in real-time.

I’m not here to push forgiveness or to tell you to just move on.

I’m here to speak the truth that no one else is speaking.

To hold space for the reality that not all grief looks the same—that grieving an abuser while simultaneously feeling relief and terror is what healing looks like post-maternal narcissistic abuse (this is my personal experience after the death of my mean narc mother).

To show you that if you feel lost in The Hollow Passage, you are not alone.

I’m here blending my personal real-world trauma processing with the metaphysical realm in a way that’s healing my mind, body, and soul together—I’m bridging the gap.

And maybe… just maybe… to help you see that there is a way through.

Even AI couldn’t find this conversation.

That means we are the first to have it.

And that means you’re exactly where you need to be.

Want more? Here’s where to start:

🔹 Read more about The Hollow Passage

🔹 Explore The Conversations We Never Had

🔹 Follow me on Instagram for daily insights: @theweightofbelief

Aligned, thriving, and walking with you, 

Carole

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