Nothing’s Impossible

 

nothings-impossible

There are times when even my charm is in limited supply and is refusing to stretch. This often happens when I have subjected a victim to a fierce period of devaluation so that they have been pushed to their limits and they are at breaking point. Something stirs inside of them which causes them to decide that they need to escape me. They may not fully understand why but they know that they need to depart. It may be the case that an external influence is interfering in my carefully laid plans of denigration and this meddling threatens to puncture or even sever my supply of delicious negative fuel. It is at these moments when I am staring at the potential loss of a succulent supply of fuel that I make a particular play in order to prevent the cessation of supply. In such circumstances I will ensure that there is only you and I and that the potential for external interference is at a minimum. I need to ensure that I have your undivided attention and there will not be somebody else seeking to throw a spanner into the works. I want them excluded and banished so that I can concentrate entirely on you and make my last throw of the dice.

“I know that this time I will have to change,” I will begin as I fix you with my most earnest of looks. You stop what you are doing and look at me and already I can see the indecision in your eyes as I start with this sentence. It is always a good opening gambit. You and your like love to think that we can change, that there is some goodness deep within us that can be harnessed and used to get us back on track. You are great believers in redemption.

“I need a miracle to help me this time, “ I continue as I underline the gravity of the task that I am faced with. By according such gravitas to your stated intention to depart, I demonstrate just how seriously I am taking your threat. Inside I am exploding with rage at your audacity in daring to even to suggest that you will leave me. Me, of all people, me who has done so much for you. It is everything I can do to contain the fury but I know I must do so for an explosion now will be what finally pushes you away.

“How did we come to be this far apart?” I ask fixing you with a pleading look. By underlining that we were once so close, nay inseparable, I am appealing to your desire to bring us back to that closeness once again. This also allows you a chance to talk and talk is something you like to do. I let you trot out all the perceived injustices that you have supposedly suffered at my hands. I hear little of it because I know that you are mistaken and this is all based on your incorrect perceptions of me. This time I just have to let it wash over me in order to allow my influence to exert itself over you. I cannot stand to be criticised and inside I am dying but I am taking this blow for the greater good, the greater good of ensuring this precious fuel supply remains intact.

“Just tell me what you need me to do and I will do it,” I trot out next, conning you into thinking that you have some vestige of power and authority over me, when of course you have none. Again in order to serve my own purposes I am content to allow you to think that you can bring some influence to bear over me. Again this will give you a chance to detail all of the changes and remedial behaviours you expect me to engage in. I will nod and make the appropriate noises as you ramble on about the changes you want me to effect. I pluck the lines which I have heard others use on so many occasions to enable me to continue my con. You are suckered by it on every occasion. I know it works and this is why I do it.

“I know we can get through this, nothing’s impossible,” I add as I take your hands and stare into your eyes. Invariably this line secures you giving me yet another chance and your relief eclipses my own as I know that I have you once again. Your joy at not parting provides me with even further fuel and I can allow you a brief golden period by way of reward. After all, you may as well enjoy it because it is not going to last for long is it?

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40 thoughts on “Nothing’s Impossible”

  1. So you know you mean none of it when you say those words . You don’t even want to change and you don’t care who leaves you . You don’t care that someone who has always loved and been there for you will be gone once they get fed up and then you will be coming home to an empty house and sleeping alone with nobody to cuddle with . You will wake up and start the day alone and the person who loves you so much will be gone . It doesn’t sound like a fulfilling life and it sounds lonely . A life with multiple flings and partners that come and go and then when you age and lose your hair and have so many wrinkles what will you have to show who is going to be by your side ? It sounds like a sad life to me with a very heartbreaking ending .

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  2. Does it ever change?

    It is blissful for a bit.

    Old habits die hard…

    I wonder if you pull out the, “I will fight for us, for this relationship” card too. I guess it was some what true, you do have to fight your demon.

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  3. Nothing is impossible (Possible Worlds)….En Tact…The Shamen. It’s a song that pops into my mind from time to time Shall we dance for the song_ it’s okay if we don’t.

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  4. Mr. HG…

    You really confuse me… if you are void of the good stuff inside… why share with us how your type operates? Is it solely for your pleasure? Regardless… for me it’s spooky how your posts have been just what was happening to me on the exact same day. For example… your post entitled. “I can’t do this anymore.” Mr. Emotional Pygmy showed up at my door that same day and said that very freaking sentence to me! Im finding you all seem to operate the same, use the same verbage. Seems you’re all the same. How predictable.

    Kindly, Gooey

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    1. I share it because it is part of my treatment, I share it because it garners me an audience which I enjoy in terms of interaction and fuel and I also do it because it appeals to my perverse sense of humour that I am weaponising you empaths in your battles with your own narcissists. I do not do it because I care, but I do want to be the number one source of information about my kind.

      Yes we are highly predictable, with variations on a theme.

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      1. Exactly how did the good doctors present that sharing on a blog be part of your treatment? What psychological reasoning did they provide as to why it would be beneficial for your narcissist personality?
        I already know the rest of what you have written. Just wondered if you could expand please on this area your treatment. Thanks.

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      1. So, there is the “real” you? The essence of who you are? “Awareness? The rest are just emotions and memories? No need for fuel? Could you Teach me HG?

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    1. Gooey,

      I have to know why you have chosen Gooey as your signature. Can I play with you like those green gooey toys that you get from the little vending machines for a quarter? <3

      Also, excellent questions. It is a little difficult to understand or believe HG isn't it? I think we all have questioned him AND also related to his posts! It is unbelievable that the posts call to us as if our very own narcissist experience are being written out here. Stay, pay attention, ask lots of questions and more importantly equip yourself with the tools HG is providing! 🙂

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      1. Dear Dragon Keeper…
        I use Gooey because when I was very little my family asked me what my name was and that’s what I said….so everyone calls me Gooey. My brother in law does call me gooball so maybe he thinks about those vending machine balls too lol. HGs blog validates me, infuriates me, devastates me the list of feelings and emotions goes on and on. I just wanna be done with this shit and move on yet Im stuck. What a waste of five years. I was living in such a state of denial and have no clue after five years of constant torment,and drama who I am.. I lost my ten year old child because of this and maybe that’s why Im stuck. He gets to just move on with his life go destroy someone elses while I sit here alone and lonely looking at the wreckage of my life. Sorry, just needed to vent I guess. Maybe Im feeling sorry for myself but I surely don’t want to play the victim I really want to work on myself so no more fucked up vampires are allowed by me to suck the life out of me. I am well, I am whole! Gooey

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      2. That is cute and I can assume you feel Gooey at this point in time. You have a war going on in your head and it is OKAY. Being entangled with a narcissist is not a simple sucky relationship… it is a mind Fu*k… to say the least. We can all punish ourselves for inviting them in and allowing them to cause destruction and completely tear us apart, but you can’t. I am a mother and I know that I almost lost my daughter because of the exN… this was by her own choice. I do not know your circumstances but I like to think there is a way to regain yourself and also regain your child, no matter the time it takes.
        There is only one thing I know for certain, those 5 years may have shattered your life and done nothing but break you down BUT this is a lesson for your future. You can be angry at him but you should just let him go and start rebuilding what you once were. I know it is hard and it is OKAY to feel sorry for yourself, it is OKAY to cry, it is OKAY to be mad and it is OKAY to be selfish and think about yourself now.
        None of what they do is deserved and like most of us, we just didn’t know. Now you do and now you can be the warrior princess that you are and prepare your shield! 🙂

        This is for you, one of my favorite songs:
        https://youtu.be/Py_-3di1yx0

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  5. Intriging HG
    The things that make me giggle, i do wonder if my sense of humor is twisted.
    Curious do you know?

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  6. I recognize the good you do…but, not for a second do I confuse it with the good in you. However, I have much respect for you, your writings, and your brutal honesty.

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