I Will Tell You A Secret


The telling of a secret is a very useful manipulation.

In the first instance, we may tell you a genuine secret about somebody else because we are adept at garnering information about other people, gaining their trust and their confidence. Your reaction to this will provide us with fuel. It is also highly likely that you will tell somebody else because as we all know, if you want to keep something secret, do not tell anybody else. How many times have you been told a secret and heard the words, “Don’t tell anyone else but…” before the confidence is breached by the person speaking to you and you go on to do the same. It does not take long before the secret is amongst many people and is no longer a secret. Accordingly, we have gained fuel and we have also set a cat amongst the pigeons as somebody else’s secret becomes the subject of the day’s gossip and more. The person who is the subject of this released secret may well confront us about our indiscretion, which will naturally be denied and more fuel is gathered.

In the second instance the provision of the secret is all about drawing you into our world. By making it appear that you are privy to information about someone else or even better, about us, we appear to be taking you into our circle of trust, our ring of confidence. It is an effective way of making a victim feel special. This act of passing you some information which is given the label of a secret is designed to signal to you that we apparently trust you. Trust is a most important factor in the dealings between people and of course especially for those who are of an empathic nature. This nugget of secrecy may be passed to you as a Non Intimate Secondary Source (a friend or colleague) or as part of your seduction as we rope you in as our Intimate Partner Secondary Source en route to you becoming our Intimate Partner Primary Source. We want you to feel special, we want you to feel trusted, desired and set apart from all the others. Passing you a secret is a sure fire way to achieve this.

By causing you to think that you know something that nobody else knows about us, you feel as if you have been admitted to the inner sanctum. Our aim, when dealing with any of our victims, is to have them subsumed into our world. This means that you are bedazzled by the illusion that we have created, you will thus be under our control in our world and you will provide us with what we want, namely The Prime Aims . Whether this bedazzling is fleeting – in the instance of an interaction with a Tertiary Source, or longstanding – the years of manipulation of an IPPS – the aim remains the same. We must pull you into our world, own you and control you and that way we get what we want.

There are numerous ways of doing this but telling you a secret is a very effective way of doing this. We tell you that you are the only one who knows this about us, that we trust nobody except you (cue some sob story about why we will not trust and this will be predicated on our view of the world being full of harsh and betraying people) and that we know you will not tell anybody else because you would never do anything to harm us. Your earnest response and assurances that our apparent trust is well-placed in you, provides us with fuel. It also provides us with a useful indicator of how you are submitting to our control and being absorbed into our world.

What you fail to realise is that this supposed secret that we have conveyed to you in hushed tones, in a reverent manner as if we are passing down some weighty and earth-shattering revelation, is invented. We have our secrets, indeed much of our life is spent moving in the shadows and ensuring that those skeletons stay firmly in the closet. We do not want you knowing about those secrets. They must remain hidden because we do not trust you at all. Instead, we fabricate some secret about ourselves and pass it off as something nobody else knows about us and that you are the esteemed recipient of our innermost secrets.

It might be something to do with our family, an event in our past, some achievement which we apply false modesty too, some interesting peccadillo that we have engaged in. The content is varied but so long as it attracts the mantle of requiring secrecy it will serve its purpose. Remember this conveyance of the secret occurs during our seduction of you, when we are focused on drawing you into our world, when we lock on to you and truly make you seem like the only person in the world who matters. Our considerable charm, our lack of concern or morality for our actions enable the lies to spill readily from our lips. We want you to trust us and for you to think that we trust you. By seemingly unlocking the gate to our heart and our innermost vulnerabilities, the provision of a secret to you signals to you that we must trust you. This feels wonderful to you. This amazing person who has pledged love and devotion to you, who has made you feel magnificent, who has come as the answer to all your prayers is someone you want. You want to be friends with this interesting and capable person and when this new best friend lets you in on a supposed secret then surely that is your admission to our inner circle? You want the grace and favour we hold as your boss and if the boss confides in you, then does not that mean you are the chosen one in the workplace? Most of all, you want this person to remain your love interest forever and a day and when we share that secret with you and only you, then that demonstrates to you that you are now regarded as trusted confidante. Your elation is palpable and you have just been bound to us even tighter.

Of course, since this secret is fabricated there is no danger perceived by us that if you ever betrayed us and disclosed this secret, we could readily deny it and even point to something which proves that it is not true. At this point we have no interest in keeping you onside as we will already have begun to devalue you. As an empathic individual who is honest and decent, you would not have chosen to disclose this apparent secret first. You will only do so as a reaction to how we have treated you and thus should you decide to disclose it, you will be in devaluation, smeared and possibly dis-engaged from also. Your revelation is either seen as bitterness, jealousy or the rantings of a unhinged abuser who we have sought to escape from and its content has next to no impact on us. We do not, by this stage, care that you have discovered the secret to be false, indeed, your reaction to this revelation just provides us with fuel.

Whether the dynamic with us is familial, social, work or romantic the repeated provision of secrets draws you into our world. It makes you feel special, it makes you feel anointed as a special person to us and to be held in such regard by someone you admire, appreciate and/or love means much to you. It secures your loyalty, it gains your fuel and allows us to exert control over you. That delicious tingle of excitement as we make you our co-conspirator with secrets about others or ourselves tells you that we must really trust you and that you are now elevated.

The provision of secrets is done with many people that we seduce, be they inner circle friends, colleagues or intimate sources. The telling of a secret is a masterful way to make you seem as if you are the only one who matters to us, that we trust you and therefore our relationship with you is special indeed.

Not such a secret now though.

16 thoughts on “I Will Tell You A Secret

  1. Victoria says:

    Great article-per usual! Are some of these secrets partially true HG?

    1. HG Tudor says:

      They might be, they may not be, it does not really matter since it is the act of confidence that is the crucial component.

  2. Alexissmith2016 says:

    Okay, you’re actually taking the piss now HG !

    Stop devaluing someone or engaging in the golden period!

    We need you more!

    1. HG Tudor says:

      Here I am.

      1. Insatiable Learner says:

        Missed you, HG!!! Welcome back!!!

        1. HG Tudor says:

          Thank you.

          1. blackunicorn123 says:

            Did you get snowed in? 😉

          2. HG Tudor says:


          3. K says:

            Pssst….blackunicorn123, HG was not in the UK during the snowstorms. He was on spy mission somewhere very cold. Maybe the North Pole.

          4. NarcAngel says:


            That not in the U.K is likely to throw us off the trail that he was posing as a food court worker at a shopping mall in Salisbury.

            More likely though, and if a pole were involved, it would be in the vast and frozen Canada with Nora Nipples Working it.

            I enjoyed your corrective devaluation scenario, but there really is no need to punish yourself by trying to stay awake to read anything by he who shall be referred to (if he must) as little v.

          5. K says:

            Ha ha ha…a food court worker. Could you imagine HG saying: Would you like some fries with that?

            The Nora Nipples scenario is probably more like it and Canada is damn cold, but you know that only too well. Teasing HG is fun and I was willing to suffer-by reading about little v.-to punish him. I think that makes me a sadist. I ended up with The Art of Empathy and so far, so good, knock-on-wood.

          6. blackunicorn123 says:

            Lol K, so he says! He wouldn’t admit it if he was, like NA implies in her hilarious scenarios! I love a bit of fantasy thought fuel from our POV! I bet we’ve got some active imaginations on here! 😂

    2. K says:

      I agree, Alexissmith2016!

      While HG was gone I got hoovered in the first sphere of influence! Twice! What a shit show.

  3. HKGirl says:

    When my stbx and I first met he confided in me very early on about losing his identical twin brother to pancreatic cancer. I had met him on Match and he told me that he hadn’t felt close enough to anyone – not even his late wife – to share the details and even emails from his brother as he did with me. This was a couple of weeks into us meeting.

    Of course, it had the desired effect.

    Two years later, when I hacked his email and found all the lies, I found the emails to all the Match women before me. That crap was copy & pasted from one victim to another. Some received less than others. Nothing original. Nothing special about any of us.

    I must have responded with the best fuel, lucky me, because I received the most and I became his wife.

    There are days I’d like to use my fuel and set his ass on fire.

    1. blackunicorn123 says:

      I love your last line. Felt that many times myself! X

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