Are You Lonesome Tonight?


I like it when you are lonely. That is my favourite place for you. When we first meet if you make mention of feeling lonely, or send a self-pitying tweet decrying your loneliness then I am straight on to you. You may as well have taken a knife to your chest, slit it open and shouted, “Come and get me.” Those in a state of loneliness are massively susceptible to my overtures when I decide to engulf you in my bombardment of flattery and zealous appreciation. Those who have tired of their single status and wallowing in solitary confinement seize on this interest of mine. The red flags may be fluttering but you never see them or if you do, you think “how pretty”.

I may make you feel wanted and special but all I am doing is moving you. I am transporting you from loneliness in the real world to isolated splendour in my false reality. Once I have positioned you there I shall busy myself cutting you off from family, friends and acquaintances. You will readily go along with my fabricated denigrations of people you once held dear and who you saw regularly. You want more of the sugar that I am pouring on you. To do that you need to spend more time with me and thus less with anyone else. It is hardly a sacrifice though is it? Any dissenting voices are marginalised by cleverly constructed smear campaigns against these people (watch out – that campaign will be used against you in the not too distant future). You are an eager co-conspirator happy to discard these people (how can you be so callous?) with the repeated promise and reward of more of my intoxicating attention.

Once all those ties have been cut you are mine. You are dependent on me for everything. You have nobody to turn to and thus your focus will always be on me. As you try harder to please me, the realisation of your isolation becomes all the more apparent. You can feel the tendrils of loneliness wrapping around you once again. I know you will feel this and I know you will do all the more to cling onto me, your life raft, your beacon of hope in the wilderness. Anything to avoid being left alone. I am afraid it is too late. Your isolation was sealed the moment you listened to me. You are so alone nobody can hear you scream.

5 thoughts on “Are You Lonesome Tonight?

  1. D says:

    I love your writing, though I’m skeptical that you’re for real. I can’t imagine a narcissist being so self-reflective and honest. But still. Whether this is nonfiction or fiction, I’m enjoying it.

  2. Maddie says:

    Wow I wonder why You haven’t cought me yet knowing how lonely I am!!!!!

  3. karen519 says:

    And No one will hear you scream! No one heard me but my ex and my child.

  4. Freedom says:

    This is why he probably wanted me to pack everything up and move to India with him. I’d have known no one and been solely dependent on him. Basically his prisoner.

    Well I didn’t go and was discarded.

    Well I’d rather be alone here in my own home, with my own money, with my own freedom. Even though I loved the illusion he had created.
    It just wasn’t worth losing myself completely.

  5. Nikita says:

    My very best friends spent Christmas with us (26 years friendship) and my N boyfriend ended up by speaking bad about her 😱😱….. I could not believe it.
    Thanks for this post. I never ever tell a man again being lonely… Which by the way i like very much… I would rather be alone right now…

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