When I first seduce you, you I will tell you with such great earnest that I want to be your world. I really do mean that. I want to create the world that you live in. I want to formulate your reality so that it is shaped to what I want and thus it will grant me what I require far more readily. I achieve this (and believe me I always succeed because as I keep telling you, I chose you because you are grade A material for my machinations) through a number of means. My total seduction of you results in all your focus falling on me. You will ignore what others say to you. You will hear only my voice. You only want to hear my voice. I will carefully an methodically remove your support networks so there can be no outside interference from the real world, in the reality that I am creating for you. With the distractions utilised and your mind set on me and nothing else, you are a blank canvas for me to weave my magic upon.
Utilising my trusty friend silent treatment I will have you anxious. I will throw in the occasional bout of unprovoked rage which will similarly heighten your anxiety and ensure you want to avoid any repetition in the future. I will then push and pull and push and pull, just as I might if I were kneading some dough until you have delightfully pliable and malleable. You will begin to see the world through my eyes because you will want to ensure you know the right thing to do. You will second guess me. I will play my games (gaslighting as I recently learnt) so that you are perplexed, doubtful and your sense of self-worth disappears down the plughole. You become utterly reliant on me for anything and everything so that I become your world. See what a magnificent world you and me have created together. The astonishing thing is that you don’t even realise what is happening to you as this world of mine springs up around you. Suddenly, it is complete and you are stuck inside it. Scream as loud as you like because this world is soundproofed.