The Igniters of Fury – No. 8


7 thoughts on “The Igniters of Fury – No. 8

  1. Anm says:

    Time is one of the control mechanisms a narcissist will use when attempting to coparent. When exchanging children for visitations, the narcissist is allowed to be as late as he/she pleases. If they can rearrange the arrangement for a time least convenient for you, say while you are at work, they will. You, as the sane parent… You are not allowed to be a few minutes late, and if you come a min early, the kids won’t be ready. So “be on time”!!!

    1. HG Tudor says:


  2. mommypino says:

    The Mid-rangers the I know make such a big fuss if we were late at meeting them, yet they are ALWAYS late when meeting us. For example my SD didn’t answer the door to let us in or answered the phone to talk to us when we arrived late. We drove 49 minutes to see her and her daughter. We just decided to go back home after about ten minutes of knocking, calling her phone and making faces at their surveillance camera. Then as we go to our car her husband arrives and tells us that she is home. Apparently she wasn’t answering us because it was already her baby’s nap time. I lost my appetite to visit with her being such a tyrant so we just went home anyway even though her husband was letting us in. When they are the ones who turn up late, they act like there was nothing wrong, no apologies or explanations.

    1. HG Tudor says:


  3. horseyak says:

    Yes. and i’d Love to Know WHY this one is such a pisser. I used to hang out with a small group of mostlynarcs who were also alcoholics and if cocktail time was five and dinner not until seven why it was such an affront for me to get there at five thirty. I simply did not want to spend an hour and a half drinking and eating calories I didn’t need or want and dinner was plenty of time for me to listen to them talk about their upcoming travel and theater plans.

  4. J.G says:

    Hello, H.G. Tudor.
    In relation to being late…
    On one occasion I had a week without speaking to me because I was late.
    On that occasion he took a monumental annoyance (I didn’t know why).
    I was in high school, the night before I had met my narcissist, to accompany him to a radio station, where he was working. In this same radio station, he worked his previous IPPS.
    At the appointed time, I was getting ready to leave the institute when my tutor with whom I had class time caught me trying to run away, to go with him on a motorcycle of bad death.
    But my Tutor, took me and said to me
    who had class with him. I really don’t know why, inside of me I knew something was about to happen to him. Call it intuition.
    and did not let me leave until an hour later, the agreed time …
    When he finished the class, he went to look for him, but he was no longer…
    This made me apply a corrective of a week of cold fury (Treatment of silence).
    Now I know, that this was due to the fact that the one in his head had some plans of obtaining fuel, (by triangulation and devaluation towards his previous IPPS). Plans that were thwarted by my Tutor.
    It is evident, that although they want to control the environment, in many occasions, the interventions of third parties can alter their plans, so meticulously studied…
    When, I finish the corrective, your treatment of silence (Cold Fury)
    he told me never to leave him lying around or be late again.
    So finally I was always the first to get everywhere. (Control and submission.)
    No matter how much I explain that it wasn’t my fault, I never accept it. Taking responsibility for such an offense towards the… ( jajajaj)
    Ultimately there is always a culprit and obviously it will always be his victim… me in this case

    1. J.G says:

      H.G. Tudor, it’s so easy now to see and decrypt all this gibberish. That I myself am surprised to understand all this already so easily… The one that and because of my experiences…
      Any note that escapes me?

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