My Weekly Wheel of Madness

I try not to feed into the latest edition of your impromptu soap opera, but you know me as well, if not better, than I know myself. So you have memorized which buttons to press to get the desired reaction. I have learned it is crucial to stay focused on damage control. After falling for the first few curveballs thrown my way, I knew something had to change quickly before this escalated to a point beyond repair. It has to take a special breed to purposely inflict so much pain on people who have put your problems ahead of their own time and time again. Not only did you break the lock stopping entry into the room housing everything owned by the person who has been your lawyer, bank, therapist, baby-sitter, maid, and more times than not, lately, your brain and your voice, but you then allowed FOUR complete strangers to rummage through the only items I possess—taking what they wish in the process. You put on quite a show after finding the camera I left to protect my things, had I been one of the strangers I never would have questioned the truthfulness of your claims. Having inside knowledge they lacked, my head was on the verge of spinning completely off my body when I received word you contacted law enforcement to investigate the accusation I was using hidden cameras to eavesdrop on you and your latest soulmate’s, likely riveting, conversations. Luckily, the cameras were not placed illegally or I would again sign my name to the growing list of charges received by everyone but you.

Being such a fresh wound, my emotions were already all over the place, so a reaction was pulled easily out of me. In the ten years I’ve been by your side, I’ve never felt or said such awful things…to anyone. Lacking any knowledge on how to proceed when “leaving” a narcissist, I made sure you knew I had figured you out completely. Throwing the terms psycho and narcissist around like candy on Halloween. A decision I’m sure gives explanation to the unexplainable events that have continuously crashed into my life from every angle of my life. You truly left no stone unturned. From repeated attempts of sexual harassment—to stolen panties—to destroyed hard-drives. Secrets so dark, I know I would struggle to show mercy if learned they held any truth. Each new drama taking attention off the last, resulting in a stack of issues I have to have done by yesterday and need a year to get through the material.

Either you carefully planned this sequence of catastrophic events methodically over many years or I have developed a completely paranoid thought process. Sometimes I realize I’m probably putting more thought into an event than I should. Really, any thought into something you could possibly have played a part in is too much, but the attacks have put in danger everything I love so I find myself unable to block the events from my mind. Out of the list of insanity shoved on my lap in this time, I’m 99% sure you are responsible for: 4-5 attempted arrest setups for drugs, theft and eavesdropping, one false drug allegation resulting in DFCS opening a case to confirm my fitness as a parent. Made claims I am stalking you in real life and have taken over your email and social media accounts. Registering stolen recreational vehicles in my name after I disclosed your lies to the person you tricked into storing the vehicles not knowing they were considered stolen. Knowing what I now know about your questionable involvement in arrests and raids, I live in constant fear you are planning on setting me up for something very big to get me out of the way and take away any possibility I could out your many dirty secrets. You should know those attacks push me to air your dirty laundry faster. The attacks have pushed me to put into motion a plan to continue outing you even if you succeed in silencing my voice. The ball is already rolling full speed towards you and thanks to your arrogance you will not see it coming until it is too late to find shelter.

Your attempt to paint me as crazy has become crystal clear. Often times I find myself questioning my own sanity, so I could only imagine how I must look to outsiders. I may not have the mental strength to leave the room I live in most days, but in this short time I have been able to show the darkness you possess to countless people, saving them from your destruction and that gives me hope I will find peace right around the corner. Your arrogance will lead you straight to your own destruction and I do not think even you will be able to withstand the bad karma you will have to answer to. Your days of reign, at least in this town, are numbered. Better start packing.

-A Narcissist’s Nightmare 💋

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