The Great Pretender
I am an expert in reading people. I truly am. I use this ability to further my aims, namely to seduce you and then to cause you pain as I always know how I react. Remember when we first met? Of course you do. You replay those golden moments through your mind several times a day as you try and conjure up some way of recovering them. Or even if you now understand you won’t be able to replicate them, you still like to remember them (even though it hurts you) as you are addicted to the memory. That is how powerful I am. That is how magnificently I get under your skin, into your mind and in between your sheets. When we first met wasn’t it amazing how I mirrored all your good qualities. You were staggered by how much we had in common. That is easy to achieve. I stalk your Facebook page which is a veritable goldmine for your thoughts, desires and what you enjoy doing (and moreover what you don’t like). Knowing your favourite meals is child’s play – you post pictures of them often enough. I have a look at your most visited places (since you like to brag about where you’ve been) and I add them to my list of favourite venues. I even manage to finish off the sentences that you start.
All of that pretence works wonderfully to draw you in. However, it is my skill at impersonating emotions that is where my brilliance lies. You see, I know that you want to believe everything I say and do. It is a very human trait. The need to believe. That is why Karl Marx declared that religion is the opiate of the masses. I am your opium. Utterly addictive. You want to believe in me. You therefore make it easy for me to feign how I feel. I watch and I learn and I copy. Since you are desperate to believe you do not analyse my mimicry to any great degree and accordingly I get away with it. I create a false environment. This world is one where I promise you the earth (but never deliver) and if you try and challenge me about my promises I will pretend I never said them. You cannot prove it can you? Thus I maintain control by causing you to be anxious.
Everything I do with you is false. The way I drew you in, the façade I maintain, the games I play. They are all designed to create something which is not real purely to serve my purposes. Some of you eventually realise this, although only when it is too far late. For others, you never grasp that I am the great pretender and thus you consign yourself to a lifetime of despair and misery.
hasn’t the slightest clue what the fuck you’re talking about.
14 thoughts on “The Great Pretender”
Vent Your Spleen! (Please see the Rules in Formal Info)
This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.
This is the saddest shit I believe someone can experience. On both sides. As I began to learn about Ns (beginning ~2006 to date, cuz you remain scarred for life), I’ve come to realize my Mother, ex-husband, 1st love (ha) after divorce (the EVIL one who nearly destroyed me & with whom I began the journey out of the depths of hell), I again fell in the rabbit hole 10 yrs later! WTF??? This one didnt last long, at least I’m getting a little better at recognizing the ugly treatment sooner; however this was an old school mate – long story short, I walked and now dealing with friends not knowing what happened cuz I rarely or won’t share my private shit! So its all whispers and triangulating with some of my so called best friends who are clueless. What a horrible thing to play with someones heart & soul who did nothing more than try to care about them! But whats worse must be living a life as a narc! As a true empath (no apology here) my heart goes out to these poor, pitiful people! 😢
I have read at least 3 of your books. Everything that you state is the absolute truth on how a narcissist targets, idealizes,devalues,then discards the victim.
I was a confident, independent, woman whom did not need any man…until I met HIM.
When all was said and done, I was left broken,confused,and still wanting him back…yeah, it took a few tries because I was so addicted..
What worked was no contact..I slammed the door,nailed it shut, and never EVER looked back.
I focused on myself now,and,I’m a better version. …The pain,the heartache,the tears were not in vain.
And the red flags???.now, they’re deal breakers..
Hi Randy, which ones have you read and thanks for posting. Seems to me like you have seized the power. How long were you with your narc?
I’ve read” Manipulated ” “Escape” and “Confessions of a Narcissist…a few others by different authors,too. Once I knew what was happening, I was like a man dying of thirst. I needed the knowledge if I was going to get though it..
It still is a process. Everyday..
How long was I with him?…one year. Yeah,that’s all it took for him to use me for whatever he wanted..
I suppose I’m lucky,a lot don’t escape at all..but I finally chose me.
That’s only because they are still addicted to the emotional state you left them in…. I used to think my exhusband was fantastic, then my current narc but now I know it’s because I made them feel fantastic to me. NEXT!
I think I know what is wrong with you. Being that you look at sex as a chore is not normal for men… It takes a REAl man to appreciate his ripe and juicy peach of a woman. And when he puts it on her soooo good, it makes her forget about you and your childish games. Love, Peaches and Cream.😳
I find it a chore yet so many people I have bedded have told me that I was the best they have had. They still admit to that when I have cast them aside. How good am I? I find something a chore yet I still deliver.
You deliver?? I bet you don’t deliver any tounge action to a woman, being that you look at sex as a chore. Am I right??? FYI, there is a huge difference between a man who thinks sex is a chore and a man who will tear it up for 30 minutes with his tounge because he just can’t get enough … Just telling you how a woman really feels.
Believe me I love to use my tongue. Again, my attention to detail and sexual prowess is repeatedly praised. That’s how I lure people in. It is also something they really , really miss later.
Well hopefully they luck up like I just did and find a real man who not only uses his tounge on her PEACH, but also in her ass. 😄 that’s something I never knew about. Do u eat ass? Lol
I consume everything. I have a voracious appetite and the greater the depravity, the greater the satisfaction so pucker up and hop on!
Is it within guidelines to make an immature reply on the level of a 13 year old? If so, GROSS! This thread is so gross on so many levels. I did not expect to read this article and get my stomach turned. Both of you are being gross!!!! One is no worse than the other, and this article isn’t even about sex so what brought this on!
‘I consume everything. I have a voracious appetite and the greater the depravity, the greater the satisfaction….’
Bravo, spoken like a true libertine!
“If it is the dirty element that gives pleasure to the act of lust, then the dirtier it is, the more pleasurable it is bound to be.” –Donatien Alphonse François, aka MdS
I swear, you are he reincarnated.
I hear you, ST. “Eat ass”…duck me, that’s grim! 😂