Trapped – The Car



We need to control everything around us. This must be done so we can gain fuel. This must be done because our natural paranoia causes us to need to exert our will on those around us, before they can do so to us and undoubtedly with catastrophic consequences. Only by exerting control can we be sure and satisfied that the order of things will be as we require it to be. We hate to be subject to the control of others. That reminds us of matters which are best left alone.

This need and desire for control causes us to adjust our manipulations so that we can engineer situations where we can achieve total control. Total control arises when we have you trapped.

This concept of trapping you works on several levels. The widest level is within the confines of the Narcissistic Relationship. This is why we regard your entanglement with us as being permanent. We chose you and now you belong to us. You have no say in this of course, why would you when you are not of our calibre? The idea of trapping you continues in terms of the Formal Relationship. This is why we move swiftly to proclaim you as our boyfriend, fiancee, partner, wife and so forth. The application of this labelling is more than just a convenient way of referring to you. We trap you during seduction with the illusion that we create. We trap you during devaluation through the application of our machinations to ensure that you remain stuck and confused. We place traps all around you so they snap close and hold you tight. We get you pregnant, we isolate you from your friends, we make you give up your job so you become financially dependent on us (although we will naturally complain about you leeching off us later on), we stop you seeing your family, we smear people to you and you to them so you are cut adrift from your support networks. On and on it goes the placing and laying of these traps at varying levels so you remain trapped.

This trapping continues within the various stages of the narcissistic cycle. Most often this manifests when we are devaluing you. In keeping with the need to have total control, we want to engineer situations where you are under our control, unable to escape us and thus we can exact our machinations against you and extract what we want from you. To do this, we create Situational Traps and there are many of them which I shall detail to you over the course of various articles, but we shall begin with a Situational Trap which is a favourite of ours; the car.

We will naturally be at the wheel after all the car is ours (whether it might be in your name is irrelevant) and so we have to be the one driving. We choose where we are going, the speed at which we go, the controls of the car are under our charge. You are sat besides us, seatbelt on, buckled in to your seat as the world flashes by. You cannot escape us. You cannot jump from the car. You might unclip your seatbelt and climb into the back of the vehicle, if you are nimble enough, although we will stop you from trying to do that. You are in the hotseat, right next to us and we know it.

You may we well cuffed to a chair in some dingy basement, with a single bright light shining in your face for the interrogation and treatment will be of a similar nature. The journey may have begun pleasantly enough but if this is a trip which is taking place during the devaluation period, all it takes is for your to blunder in to criticising us and then our fury ignites and the nastiness commences. With you trapped we know that we have you all to ourselves. There is nowhere for you to go. With a Mid-Ranger or a Greater, you will be lured into the vehicle purely for the purposes of us being to rely on the Situational Trap. The behaviour which has offended us may have taken place earlier, in some instances days earlier and with plotting mind firing away, we avail ourselves of the opportunity to coerce you to go on a journey with us. It will undoubtedly be under some false pretence; a picnic, a drive to the coast, a trip to the shopping mall. Once you are in, the seat belt is on and the central locking clicks, then you are our prisoner. The smile we wore fades in an instant and the fury which we have kept under control is now allowed to the surface. This enables us to draw fuel form your reactions, your pleading, your questioning, your puzzled expression, the fright in your eyes and such like. We may well have placed your bag in the boot which contains your ‘phone so you cannot call anybody. If you try to reach for your ‘phone, it will be snatched from you and thrown to one side, quite possibly from the moving vehicle as we ensure that you are isolated and trapped.

You cannot go anywhere. There is nobody to ask for help. You cannot move out of this confined space. Thus we have placed you in this Situation Trap which is allowing us to exert complete and utter control over you, enabling us to do as we please, for howsoever long we choose and accordingly, such total control is very much an outcome that we aim for.

When we have you to ourselves in this manner, so begins the unpleasant treatment which is all designed to ensure you remain subjected to our power and for you to give us fuel. There are many different ways we exert this when we have you trapped in the passenger seat besides us and these are some of those ways:-

  1. Driving at an excessive speed and/or recklessly;
  2. Slamming the breaks on causing you to jolt forward, then accelerating, then braking hard again, catapulting you back and forth;
  3. Braking hard when you are about to take a drink so it spills;
  4. Turning up the music extremely loud;
  5. Cross-examining you relentlessly about something you have done or not done;
  6. Administering a silent treatment;
  7. Telling you at the outset of the journey that we are going somewhere and then driving in a different direction or past the destination and refusing to explain where we are going;
  8. Assaulting you physically as we drive;
  9. Driving at night in an unlit area and switching the lights on and off;
  10. Swerving violently over the road, overtaking at dangerous places;
  11. Repeatedly insulting you;
  12. Shouting at you;
  13. Poking you as we question you.
  14. Driving into the middle of nowhere in silence, save for a baleful glare that we keep giving you;
  15. Threatening to drive us both off a cliff and heading towards such an area;
  16. Threatening to throw you from the car whilst it is moving;
  17. Circular conversations;
  18. Lengthy monologues about ourselves which have you bored to tears.

The effect of this behaviour will vary in intensity. Sometimes it is purely to frustrate you because we have not gone to the place that was promised. On other occasions it is to allow us to talk at you and question you so you are made to feel bored or uncomfortable. Then again, the nastiness and intimidation is increased whereby the intention is to terrify you and have you scared witless.

Having behaved in this manner and left you terrified, shaking and scared, we may well purposefully drive into an area where the traffic is slower and there are other cars around to test you to see if you try to escape us or attract attention from somebody else. We will be waiting for you to test our control and if you do, there will be further repercussions.

Repeated applications of this behaviour will eventually condition you to the point that you dread being told that

“We are going for a drive.”

Since you have come to know only too well that it is far more than just going for a drive. It is placing you in a cell right next to us, a cell from which you are unable to move or escape and thus we can apply our twisted machinations against you all in the name of fuel and further control.

You are trapped and it is to drive you insane.

14 thoughts on “Trapped – The Car

  1. tigerchelle78 says:

    Yep, been jolted, and argued at, and hit, and drove to unsuspected place, and mind games played with me as we drive along, that was my Father’s favourite…..trying to scare me….then he would stop in the middle of nowhere, saying: ” if I dropped you off here, (it would be in the pitch black, wouldn’t know where I was) could you get home do you think?”

    Like wow, dad, thanks for that lesson in survival!

    You could never trap me….. And I can and have got out of cars. A seat belt is not gonna stop me nor central locking.
    It is easy enough to distract a man whilst driving……

    I’d smash the windows if I had to, just take the headrest out, and use the mental piece to smash the windows….or I’ll turn the steering wheel myself hard, whilst undoing his seatbelt and crash the car. I’ve been in plenty of car crashes!!!!
    I mean don’t you all watch any movies?!?!?

  2. flutterbymorpho says:

    Yes! Drove like an arsehole and made me feel sick jerking the car around. This article is absolute truth and I refused to be in a car with him . There are so many situations they use that I’m seeing more of now and think, gosh that is an actual ‘thing too! Every area of life they many tactics! Everything they do is s some kind of underhand behaviour! Sick bastard..what a way to live though, bloody stupid!

  3. Insaneempath says:

    My mother is also a narcissist who loves to upset me each and every time I try to turn to her for support or comfort during hard times. She’s even like that during the good times. I don’t talk to her much as I try to protect myself from her injuries she often inflicts upon me. So yeah she raised me so yeah that’s probably why I seem to keep attracting or being attracted to these narcissists that drive me insane.

  4. Insaneempath says:

    The person and or relationship I speak of in this comment section is having to do with the lesser or mid narcissist which is the last relationship I was in that has ended. The times in the past when commenting on here I was referring in those past comments of the greater I encountered and they are two completely different people. Anyways not that anyone is keeping up with my comments but just in case wanted to clarify. I’ve been with a few narcissists so yeah. Lesser…mid and greater I believe anyways.

  5. Insaneempath says:

    I always…always hated the fights in the car. We had so many. This last time we fought I some how ended up being the driver and it was my car this time and we ended up fighting and he demanded me take him back to his car and I said…..I will but you must wait until I smoke a cigarette as you have upset me and THIS is my car and you will wait! It did feel good and he looked stunned and I was like….yep! Then another time I was walking laps on the trail and he showed up in his car to walk with me after he had gotten off work and he placed his laptop in my car as one of his locks was malfunctioning and we ended up in a fight on the walk and I sped off to my vehicle all angry and livid and he slowly followed behind me and I shouted. Your not going anywhere without your lap top so walk as slow as you wish sir! Yeah anyways. We are not still together and that’s probably for the best. I’m not sure if he’s a narcissist but I’m starting to wonder if he was and we even discussed it and he scoffed at the idea.

  6. Insaneempath says:

    Soooo that’s why he always had to drive. Ha!

  7. Kensey says:

    My ex pulled that Vanilla Sky car thing more than once…
    Gawd that MF was crazy!

  8. mommypino says:

    Thankfully, my mid-range sister wasn’t that scary in the car. She just either gave me awkward silent treatments, or when I’m driving, she was the most annoying passenger telling me every five seconds what I need to do, where to turn, which lane to go, watch out for this sign, watch out for this car, watch out for the stop light, park over there not here, turn, stop, etc. As if I’m just too stupid that I needed her directions every single time.

    1. windstorm says:

      Your sister as a passenger sounds like my mother. Did your sister slam her foot into the floorboard in panic whenever she thought you didn’t brake soon enough? Lol!

      My mother wasn’t faking it, she really thought I would wreck us! And on her own, she drove like a bat out of hell.

      1. mommypino says:

        WS no she didn’t but there were times that she grabbed my arm. But she was only like that as a passenger to me. What’s even more annoying is that I was actually giving her a ride because she didn’t have a car anymore and she was living with us because she was broke. She just had this incessant need to be the boss and I think out of everybody, I was the most patient with her.

  9. lizk says:

    Often, I was the driver. I chauffeured him to and from work every day. Oh, he loved that, being dropped off by his woman, for all his colleagues to see. (I’m sure my presence at his place of employment helped him in his triangulation efforts.)

    If I had said or done something wrong on the previous night or days (because it was only I who could say or do something wrong), there was usually no discussion—only silent treatment with him staring straight ahead as I obediently and quietly drove him safely to his destination.

    When he drove, usually to dinner or on short trips to visit friends, and when I had misbehaved for god knows what, again I would get silent treatment and but there would also be road rage episodes, where he’d quickly and sharply veer the car close toward the offender’s car. I was always worried that there might be someone with gun in the supposedly other/offending car.

    During the above silent treatment periods, we’d leave the apartment and walk to the elevator, whereupon he would make sure to stand three or four feet away from me and again stare straight ahead, barely acknowledging me. I always wondered what the security camera viewers thought about that scene.

  10. Christopher Jackson says:

    Yea I have seen some of these from the list and been in a car with people like this I knew this shit didnt seem right…but now I know what it is called now

    1. NarcAngel says:

      Haha. The real definition of a captive audience.

  11. Claudia says:

    My narc couldn’t drive. He’d do #4 #13 and #18 while I was driving him around, though.
    If I ever get him in my car again, I’m definitely gonna do some of the other ones listed here, though. I would also like to add “Demand you get out of the car and do the Kiki Challenge, I’m gonna film it for Instagram!” Then film enough of them falling or looking foolish before speeding away.
    Mwahahaha This blog saved my life and now I’m turning evil just in time for the holidays. Love it.

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