Nobody is Listening

NOBODY-IS-LISTENING

 

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.

16 thoughts on “Nobody is Listening

  1. K says:

    Violetta
    Hahahaha…Special K. I scored a roll of paper towels today! Miraculous and I am fairly certain you can obtain Barkeeper’s Friend at the supermarket, as well. My nine-year old loves chicken nuggets so I lucked out in the meat department.

    1. Bubbles 🍾 says:

      Dearest K,
      We’re pretty much back to “normal” in the supermarkets the last couple of weeks, all restrictions on food etc have been eliminated (bats however, are plentiful) 🦇🤣
      What, no chicken nuggets ? 😱
      I make chicken nuggets, so easy n tasty …roll the chopped chicken in egg , breadcrumbs, bit of chicken salt seasoning, Bobs your uncle !
      Sorry Mr Tudor, just being “an empath” in this UNPRECEDENTED time (biggest overused word of 2020 ) and the word VIGILANT
      So many are suffering mental wellness, nuggets are a “narcissistic” mandatory treat 🤣
      Luv Bubbles xx 😘

      1. K says:

        Dearest Bubbles,
        Good to read! Stay away from the bats; they could prove to be problematic. Good Lord! I am all about efficiency (sometimes it’s laziness); I get the frozen nuggets and pop them into the oven during winter and microwave during warm weather. Press a few buttons and poof, like magic, dinner is ready.
        Luv K xoxo

        1. Bubbles 🍾 says:

          Dearest K,
          Seriously, give em a go, it’s actually quicker than heating up the oven 😂
          Your son will luv you for it 🐥
          I cook n bake everything fresh, I have very few bought jars or packets
          I even mix my own spices together eg Mexican mix etc
          Luv Bubbles xx 😘

  2. Audra says:

    My friends and family listened. He didn’t fool any of them… Though he did try through private messages. Fail. 😁

  3. Autumn says:

    A scarily accurate representation of what it was like to be with my narcissistic ex. Everyone always thought that he was this kind, nerdy, spiritual, nice guy. I got so used to certain dirty looks and looks of amusement from his biggest supporters.

  4. eternalflame48 says:

    I don’t need to convince everyone. But to use my children to try to destroy me is unforgivable. I really don’t see a way forward at this stage. My crime is saying ‘no more’, fighting back & finding the strength to walk away. He is literally trying to destroy me – financially, emotionally & psychologically – and using who I love most as weapons.

    1. lickemtomorrow says:

      🙁

      It seems narcs have no qualms when it comes to winning.

      I hope you can find the strength you need to combat him.

  5. DrHouse says:

    Are you using any drugs?

    1. HG Tudor says:

      Just selling at present.

      1. Violetta says:

        What, no Angel.Assistance for that? I could use some Special K for my PTSD, as long as it has no adverse interactions with the Bar Keepers’ Friend Powdered Cleanser I use on my Coronavirus.

        1. K says:

          Violetta
          You gotta go to the Dark Web to put in an order.

          1. Violetta says:

            For the Special K or the Barkeeper’s Friend?

            The things you have to get on the black market these days…. toilet paper’s back, but now they’re limiting meat. No big deal for singletons, especially if you rotate protein sources with fish and eggs, but for families, it’s just one more source of stress they don’t need.

          2. Lorelei says:

            But K, even the Silk Road was taken down. We can’t buy anything off the dark web!

        2. Love says:

          New studies show ketamine is in fact effective for anxiety and ptsd. Who would’ve thought? 🤔
          Now they just have to fix the whole drug shortage problem in a pandemic… or figure out how to cook these drugs up at home instead of relying on China and India.
          If a high school Chemist teacher was able to do it in his trailer, then it should be easy peasy.

          1. Lorelei says:

            Love—remember how desperate someone is by the time they get to a Ketamine study. I believe any self-report of an alleviation in anxiety is related to the attention gained from interactions with those conducting the study. The validation.. I would love to critique these reports.

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