They Will Not Believe You



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 national newspaper 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 futures.

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.

11 thoughts on “They Will Not Believe You

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  2. Peter says:

    I was shocked to see that the lieutenants dont respond even if they know the narcissist has done something really bad. Even the ones who have nothing financial to gain.

    1. A Victor says:

      Hi Peter, as a wife I was my ex’s top lieutenant, a thought that made me sick when I realized it. But as such, so many reasons not to respond, even when he did really bad things. And on both sides of the spectrum, good and bad, ie, I wanted to defend him or I feared repercussions from him and his fan club. At first I thought he was amazing so if anyone questioned something, I shut them down. Later, I knew he wasn’t so amazing but he had everyone convinced he was so they wouldn’t have believed me anyway, they would’ve thought it was my problem, I expected too much, I was a whiner etc. Looking back it is absolutely shocking to see what I “allowed” but I really didn’t see that I had options.

      1. Joa says:

        AV, I encounter this type of behavior a lot.

        Professionally – I have to analyze many factors, before I can decide, who is really “pulling the strings”.

        Women can defend very fiercely. And often pick up a back avalanche on themselves.

        1. A Victor says:

          Exactly! My daughter is of a combo that makes her appear very narc-like at times but she’s actually very much an empath. I should see if she’d do the trait detector, i think she would be high in narc traits. There are times, when she’s under stress, that you’d never guess she’s an empath.

    2. Leigh says:

      Hi Peter, as a lieutenant myself, its done almost instinctively. The same way narcissists react instinctively. For me, it wasn’t something I thought about. If they did something bad I would often make excuses for their bad behavior. I believed these excuses to be the truth. For instance my father used his fists to discipline. I would use the excuse that he was from another country and that was normal in his country. When my husband would say things, I would tell people you’ve misunderstood him. I would blame that he didn’t have any marijuana so he was on edge. I would believe these things.

      However, there does come a time when you draw a line in the sand. Learning about narcissism certainly opened up my eyes and as I started to recollect, I felt the same way as AV. I was very disturbed by it.

      Sometimes it takes alot to take the rose colored glasses off and see it clearly.

    3. Leigh says:

      Hi Peter,
      This video that Mr. Tudor posted this morning will help you understand why the lieutenants stand by the narcissists side. It kind of happens naturally. You don’t think about it, you just do it.

  3. Pam says:

    *munches popcorn

  4. Traci says:

    Except I have your journal…

    1. HG Tudor says:

      Except you do not.

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