Found In Translation

 

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The way that our kind speaks is a language all of its own. Narcspeak appears at first to be a normal way of speaking, with the inferences, interpretations and connotations that one would ordinarily expect when hearing phrases such as ‘I love you’ and ‘I am sorry’. You will not grasp that there is a different meaning to much of what we say to you, at least not until it is too late. Once you have mastered Narcspeak however it becomes readily apparent what is actually being conveyed to you. Understand this form of double speak from us is a useful skill to achieve. Not only will it bring clarity to what has been said to you in the past and what was really meant, it will assist in understanding how to deal with the narcissist in your life going forward, if you have occasion to interact with him or her again.

Narcspeak arises because we operate in a different reality to you. We perceive the facts differently and therefore there will be an alternative interpretation attached to what we say. We know the context of what we are saying, so that it apparently fits with the situation and the discussion, but that is purely as a consequence of our ability to mimic and to convey what should be said. We know what we actually mean when we say these things. We mean something else.

This allows us to evade any culpability at a later juncture if you try to tell us that we said something. We may deny that we said it and if we do admit it, our admission is only ever in the context of what we intend it to mean. We use these words and phrases as a cloak to what we are actually saying to you and the sooner you begin to understand what we are really telling you, the sooner you will achieve a clarity of understanding which will remove the fog of confusion and enable you to decide how best to respond.

By way of example here are a number of phrases which you will always hear with our kind and beneath is what is really being said to you.

I don’t think that it suits you

You look absolutely ridiculous

 

I didn’t look at anyone else the whole time I was out.

I kissed several people. I have no idea who they were.

 

You must believe me.

I am telling you a lie.

 

What are you thinking?

I am not going to tell you anything until I have worked you out first so I know what will be the right things to say to you.

 

Don’t you trust me?

I find your insecurities both irritating and wonderful. I am annoyed that you think you can exert control over me. I am pleased that you are anxious and I make you that way.

 

I promise.

I’m just going to tell you what you want to hear.

 

We will always be together.

You belong to me. I will pick you up and put you down as I see fit.

 

I cannot stop thinking about you.

You and her. Oh and her. Her as well.

 

You don’t understand me.

Everything I have told you is a lie so it is little wonder that you do not.

 

I like you.

You do what I want.

 

I need some time to myself.

I am spending the night with your best friend.

 

We are just friends.

We have slept together and we will again.

 

I am so confused.

I want someone else now.

 

 

We have nothing in common.

We never had, I just made it look that way.

 

You will always be special to me, no matter what happens.

Your fuel is well worth coming back for and that is why I have come back.

 

It was nothing serious.

Yes, we had sex.

 

I didn’t do it.

Oh yes I did.

 

I’d like to see you again.

You have more fuel to give me.

 

Let’s stay friends.

I want to establish a reason that seems credible to you for returning and hurting you.

 

I don’t really remember.

I know only too well, not that I am going to admit it to you.

 

 

I am broken.

I know saying this will sound good and I am feeling somewhat desperate at the moment to keep hold of you.

 

She meant nothing to me.

Her fuel meant everything to me. More than what yours means to me.

 

I must have been drunk.

I was drunk. I often am. I know what I did though because I wanted it to happen.

 

I am just speaking my mind.

You had better fucking listen to me.

 

I am not starting an argument here.

It’s fuel time

 

I wish I knew what to say to make you feel better.

I haven’t a clue and I don’t care.

 

I will change.

You are a fool.

 

I want to be a better person.

You are a bigger fool than I first thought.

 

You always make it all about you.

It should be all about me.

 

I’ve no idea who she is.

I have slept with at least a half a dozen times.

 

I don’t recognise that number.

I do. Why is she calling me when I told her not to?

I’m not with anybody.

I am but that is not standing in the way tonight.

 

It is all rather complicated.

It is bullshit.

 

I didn’t mean for that to happen.

Oh yes I did and I will do it again.

 

 

You made me do it.

I am too weak to accept responsibility.

 

You don’t have to if you don’t want to.

Goodbye.

 

I don’t know who I am sometimes.

That sounds deep. She will love that.

 

I love you.

I expect you to do what I want.

I love your fuel.

 

14 thoughts on “Found In Translation

  1. Little Miss Idealist says:

    “She’s just a girl from work.”

    Me, “it’s 10 pm and you’re texting her while we are laying in bed?!”

    Translation: she’s just a girl from work my ass.

  2. Pixie says:

    Thanks for the reminder of what it was like to be with my ex . . . I needed it! Honestly made me want to puke reading it. X

  3. BrokenRainbow says:

    The truth sets you free. My emotional thinking has taken over my mind today with non-stop thoughts of my ex. I am struggling so much right now. I am still No Contact but over the past week my resolve has been weakening. This was very difficult to read yet I can’t help but think I read this at a crucial time.

    So, thank you HG. By reading this tonight, it has stopped me from contacting my ex. I feel I was very close to breaking No Contact. Because of my many returns to my ex and also calling him out as a Narcissist (on my last return) my contacting him would have had devastating repercussions for me.

  4. geyserempath says:

    Ha ha ha…spot on, HG:

    “I didn’t look at anyone else the whole time I was out.
    I kissed several people. I have no idea who they were.”

    5 weeks into the relationship, out at a club, came back from the loo, and he was kissing a stranger in full view of me and my friends, with tongue!

    1. HG Tudor says:

      With tongue? The cad.

      1. Clarece says:

        Ha! Like you’re above that move.

      2. MB says:

        Word of the day “cad”. I learn so much vocabulary from you HG

      3. geyserempath says:

        At least the Middle Lesser Victim variety is good at something…lectio magistralis…lol

  5. HappyTimesAhead says:

    That hurt! Even though I have the benefit of time, distance and knowledge, reading this was like pulling a bandaid off (elastoplast) and looking at the deep wound beneath and wondering if it will ever heal. Ouch, ouch and ouch!!! Just relived a few scenarios – it all seems so obvious now, but the emotional manipulation that went on and the emotional pain engendered makes me nauseous, and angry. Very angry. Good job ex narc isn’t around to see this, as I wouldn’t want to give him that satisfaction too. I thought I was neutral and healing, but obviously not. The truth will set me free….. don’t stop HG, the more informed the stronger I will become.

  6. Holly says:

    And how would you translate this:

    Me: “why you still contacting me after those things you have said to me, you should go your way and never look at my direction again, so stop it and leave me alone”

    Him: Well yeah, it didn’t work out between you and I. But I like you.

  7. Stéphanie says:

    Thank youvfor this, HG, it’s brilliant. I expect you could go on with an entire dictionary.

    1. HG Tudor says:

      You are welcome.

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