Nobody Is Listening

NOBODY ISLISTENING

Go on then, tell them all what has happened to you? Go on, here, take my phone and ring my parents, my family and my friends. Ring my colleagues too. Telephone the golf club in fact why don’t you take out an advertisement in a local, no, make it a nationa lnewspaper and tell everybody about how badly you have been treated? Climb on the roof and shout it to the neighbourhood, tell everyone who calls at our door and bellow it to strangers as they walk past. Do it, go on, tell them about. Announce it, broadcast it, transmit it, send it out by mail, e-mail ,message and radio signal. Have it blaring from the radio, repeatedly playing on television, hell I will even let you strap a message to a flock of pigeons and you can let them deliver the news that way. Scrawl how badly you have been treated by me on a piece of paper and wrap it around a brick and hurl it through the window at the police station. Scream it long and loud until you are hoarse. Go on, tell them, tell them all.

Tell my parents about their successful son who has studied hard, achieved brilliant results and now excels at work about what I do? Why don’t you gather all my friends around here and announce to them what a bastard I am? I am sure they will be intrigued to listen to you saying that about their loyal and dependable friend who always makes time for them and has helped them out in repeated ways through his largesse and influence. Pop next door and bang on their front door, explain to them with your wild eyes and even wilder hair what has really been happening? After all, I only every show them friendship and politeness don’t I? I don’t think they have heard me shouting at you (I wait until they are away before I raise my voice) but I know they have heard you ranting and bawling. Go to the local shopping parade and mention to the pleasant lady at the bakery what I really get up to behind closed doors. I am sure she will love to hear you tell her all about the charming man who is her best customer and has arranged for her to supply the restaurant of two of my friends. Call my brother and give him chapter and verse. Oh you can’t because he won’t answer the ‘phone to you anymore will he? I know, head down to the gym and see if you can interest any of the regulars with a hysterical rant about the chap who they all say hello to and who works out quietly and regularly. Type out a memo for my colleagues and circulate it to them. I am sure they will be interested to read all about their boss who holds the keys to their future. Declare it to the group I attend football with, they will want to know all about what I do won’t they? What’s that? These are all my people. At last you have recognised the truth of the matter in between your vile outbursts and hateful comments. I know then, ring up your sister and see what she has to say, mind you, I daresay you won’t want to give her the satisfaction after the way she came on to me would you? Tell your friends all about it. Oh wait, they are now my friends and all they have ever seen is how happy I have made you, the gifts, the trips, the presents and the love. What about the vicar? He will listen to you I am sure. It is what he does after all although what he will make of such slander against a regular attendee at his sermons and generous charity donor remains to be seen.

Do it, grab a loudspeaker, create a banner, haul a message behind an aeroplane and write it in the sand on the beach. Do it in this frenzied manner with words spilling from your twisted mouth, a word salad which makes no sense. I am sure the staccato way you spit out your accusations will be well-received. Make sure they look deep into your crazy eyes when you are talking to them, I want them to see who they are really dealing with. Tell your father will you? Ha, he has put up with this for years and was glad to see you leave home, he told me himself. He knows what a drama queen you are and as for your mother well she hates confrontation and she adores me since she knows just how much I have done for you.

Go on, beat your tiny fists about that façade, see if you can punch some holes in it although I know you will not be able to. Shout and stamp and holler all you like. I will enjoy watching you do that and there will be no favourable outcome for you. You are the crazy one and you are trying to unseat the stable, rational, dependable and ultimately far more likeable me. But you keep trying, it amuses and fuels me as your bloodied hands slap against the façade with no effect and your voice becomes no more than a rasp. I will watch as the hope fades in your eyes to be replaced by fear and incomprehension. Keep trying though, keep going and reinforce what I have already indoctrinated them to believe. They believe me. They won’t believe you.

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11 Comments

  1. When you are young they believe you but as you age and they see relationship after relationship fail and the victims all reporting the same or similar behavior, they don’t believe you. They may lie to you and act like they believe you simply to keep the peace or serves some other agenda but they don’t believe you. The weird thing I’ve noticed about narcs is that for such an untrusting individual, you can lie right to their face and as long as the lie is positive in mature toward them they will totally believe you.

    1. I don’t assign any faith in a superior being, although I know and that is the thing that really matters.

  2. Hg, if many people speak to those close with the narcs sphere of influence then surely a pattern is created? I am guessing that some of us will work out those close to the N are also deceived and will not pick a fight, others who haven’t had such an experience before will go with their truth seeker habits before they realise.

  3. The Narcissists family know who they are in a lot of instances and perhaps ” the victim’s” family as well,,,people know,,,the Coterie, minions, and lieutenants,,,well,,,they didn’t exist to support them (not in my case I mean),,,,the few people he was around knew he was flawed and had problems so the truth always shouts louder than childish and provocative banter saying “they won’t believe you” , well hate to break the truth, even if people have a difficult time coming to grips with narcissism, they tell on themselves,,,presenting the facts in a straight forward manner does not imply in the least that ” a victim” has a crazy temperament,, unhinged mind, and unbalanced mental state especially when you know about the manipulative mind games all too well and know all Narcs do is getting you into an emotional frenzy which I never did ( I was firm on everything I said or did honestly),,,like you said it’s not necessary at all to get others to know the truth , you do and you move forward that’s it.

  4. My first contact was him asking me to take his picture with his name, job title and company name off social media. He said people were talking and he could lose his job. It actually turned out to be the last round of lies…”I know I have no right to ask you for anything, BUT could you please take it down? I could lose my job…I’m sorry…I’m sorry…I didn’t want to hurt you…I’m sorry you misunderstood…I’m sorry…I will always care for you…I just couldn’t hurt you…thank you for respecting me enough to take it down…” in reality I was putting a damper on his finding new sources amongst his coworkers. People will always think he is wonderful as he appears.

    1. Yes Karen—although there is a positive to not having them tumble on their faces.. It would only hurt my kids. I would prefer they remain oblivious and see and interpret what they see. His mother is brainwashed into thinking I’m nuts and evil, although why would I want to hurt her by having her see what he is? To hurt a woman who simply tried her best? It benefits no one. IF he were a detriment to society (a pedophile) then of course outing such behavior would be an absolute. Frankly—he instinctively chooses to abuse a primary source. I can’t protect those he ensnares but if anyone ever contacts me I will direct them to HG and stay relatively quiet because of my desire for privacy. I’m so glad I found HG’s work when I did.

    2. Also—as hard as it is to say—they are entitled to earn a living. Many brilliant contributions are made daily by narcissists.. I work with some.. And thankfully I’m not their whipping post!

    3. I had the same responses because I have very rude photos of him at my place. Being the MRNs DLS, he was positively shitting bricks at the thought I could send them to people on his social media sites. Before I’d had enough and before my threats to do so, he was very “I love you having those photos and the thought of you looking at them turns me on. Only you have such photos of me like that. See? You’re special”. And then after my threats, he blatantly threatened me with the 🚨 police and then basically did this never-ending monologue about how it was illegal and that I could be taken to prison.

  5. Indeed. In your YouTube piece on the Middle mid.. It even states the well thought of son/nephew.. He is all those things!! Dependable, hard working, smart, very handsome, reliable, runs a division of a successful
    company.. It would be insane for anyone but those close to me to believe this! In fact, my daughter could testify in front of the world and those who know him would say I brainwashed her with my hysterics. It’s so frustrating. I’ll go so far as to say you can’t take someone’s word for someone being a great guy/gal because as a friend you may never have the opportunity to be witness to the madness.. (especially those within this classification as you have established)
    It’s sneaky and pervasive and scary really.

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