How to tell which cadre you´re dealing with? Compliment his dick (gentlemen compliment her tits and ass)! The somatic and somatic-elites will want to f…you, the cerebral and cerebral-elites will stonewall, not respond and/or find 1.000 excuses why they cannot have sex with you!
Oh yes! Shaming my sexual preferences, shaming my sexual orientation, shaming my sexual behavior, shaming my past, triangulating with other women: lovely, isn´t it?
If you´re a virgin, you´re prudish and boring, if you´re experienced, you´re a slut, if you´re homosexual/heterosexual/pansexual/bisexual it´s the wrong sexual orientation, if you have curves, you´re too fat, he likes slim girls, if you´re slim, you´re too flat, he likes curvy girls, no matter what hair color you have, it´s the wrong one, not to forget that either you´re too old or too young, if you´re hair is dark, he triangulates you with blondes, if you´re a blonde, he likes brunettes/dark hair, if you´re ginger, meh, then nobody likes a ginger No matter what you are, it´s WRONG.
Hahaha! you just reminded me of a time I was triangulated with an actress who looks complete opposite of me. I turned and said, “Well, she’s not an option is she?” Hahaha I learned many moons ago not to pay any attention to that triangulation nonsense. I just didn’t know that it was.
I always got triangulated with women who were what I am NOT: experienced promiscous women when I was totally inexperienced, decent religious women when I was already experienced, blonde women, dark haired women, non-caucasian women, you name it! Everything I am NOT. 😀
On one hand I view triangulation as a lazy and unimaginative tactic on the narc’s part, but on the other, I acknowledge it is high on efficiency and effectiveness because we do all the work for them in falling for it.
The best answer to: “There’s plenty of fish in the sea”
Correct, whatever you are, whatever you like, it’s always wrong somehow. Huh. His loss. I finally decided that. And, I am much happier than he is, always have been, so it’s all good.
Pretty much sums up Jr. High right there. Slut or prude? Too flat or too busty (and therefore a slut)? Nascar sports (uncool) or so good at sports she must be butch?
There was a prissy mid-ranger type at one publishing company. She was cordially hated by nearly everyone. The guys in production were scrupulously polite to her instead of pranking her computer, a dead giveaway she wasn’t accepted. One (female) editor said this woman was “the type of person who enjoyed Jr. High.” Not high school: Jr. High. It summed her up perfectly. It was the one time in her life when she could not only criticize others but even offer to Help Them.
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How to tell which cadre you´re dealing with? Compliment his dick (gentlemen compliment her tits and ass)! The somatic and somatic-elites will want to f…you, the cerebral and cerebral-elites will stonewall, not respond and/or find 1.000 excuses why they cannot have sex with you!
You use the narc detector naturally.
Of course, H.G. 😉 😀
Oh yes! Shaming my sexual preferences, shaming my sexual orientation, shaming my sexual behavior, shaming my past, triangulating with other women: lovely, isn´t it?
All of that and more. Done in such a way that shutting down occurs but it’s not recognisable, at least at first.
If you´re a virgin, you´re prudish and boring, if you´re experienced, you´re a slut, if you´re homosexual/heterosexual/pansexual/bisexual it´s the wrong sexual orientation, if you have curves, you´re too fat, he likes slim girls, if you´re slim, you´re too flat, he likes curvy girls, no matter what hair color you have, it´s the wrong one, not to forget that either you´re too old or too young, if you´re hair is dark, he triangulates you with blondes, if you´re a blonde, he likes brunettes/dark hair, if you´re ginger, meh, then nobody likes a ginger No matter what you are, it´s WRONG.
Hahaha! you just reminded me of a time I was triangulated with an actress who looks complete opposite of me. I turned and said, “Well, she’s not an option is she?” Hahaha I learned many moons ago not to pay any attention to that triangulation nonsense. I just didn’t know that it was.
I always got triangulated with women who were what I am NOT: experienced promiscous women when I was totally inexperienced, decent religious women when I was already experienced, blonde women, dark haired women, non-caucasian women, you name it! Everything I am NOT. 😀
On one hand I view triangulation as a lazy and unimaginative tactic on the narc’s part, but on the other, I acknowledge it is high on efficiency and effectiveness because we do all the work for them in falling for it.
The best answer to: “There’s plenty of fish in the sea”
Is still: Yup, and there’s better bait too.
Annnnnd exit to no contact…
Correct, whatever you are, whatever you like, it’s always wrong somehow. Huh. His loss. I finally decided that. And, I am much happier than he is, always have been, so it’s all good.
Pretty much sums up Jr. High right there. Slut or prude? Too flat or too busty (and therefore a slut)? Nascar sports (uncool) or so good at sports she must be butch?
There was a prissy mid-ranger type at one publishing company. She was cordially hated by nearly everyone. The guys in production were scrupulously polite to her instead of pranking her computer, a dead giveaway she wasn’t accepted. One (female) editor said this woman was “the type of person who enjoyed Jr. High.” Not high school: Jr. High. It summed her up perfectly. It was the one time in her life when she could not only criticize others but even offer to Help Them.
Lapse, relapse……