Ever since the narcissist noticed I stopped reacting to his ‘dog whistle’, he has made a concerted effort to get a reaction. With each day that passes, his efforts increase. Today, for example, he decided to cut off the heat for the entire building. Normally, it would have cycled on maybe once or twice in the middle of the day or once he heard the other tenant in the building moving around. Not today.
It’s been hovering in the single digits all day, so the heat should be cycling pretty consistently if it were running like it’s supposed to. However, since he has an obsession with being in control (to prove a point) and a vendetta, he’s keeping it off.
There is a day set aside in April where I can present my case concerning his actions. The more he digs in his heels, the bigger he’s digging his grave. It is taking every single ounce to not react, since that’s what he wants.
Island of Misfit Mamas 