I’ve learnt a lot over the years

Life can teach you a lot

The way the world treats you can speak volumes, as does those living around you

Actions speak louder than words

What you do behind closed doors speaks volumes about your character, even when you think no one is watching

Your public image isn’t as squeaky clean as you think it is

A lot can be said about a person, even without words

All you have to do is listen, watch and learn

The sixth sense can pick up on things

Just pause…

The narcissist taught me a lot: the most important lesson being is to just listen. My gut was right. Darkness was hidden behind that mask.

I’d ask why you like driving me crazy, but I don’t need to

I’d ask why you’re flying monkeys are so willing to do your bidding, but what’s the point. I wouldn’t get an honest answer.

I’d ask why is it so hard to believe that unimaginable things are happening behind closed doors, but unless you’ve experienced it, it’s extremely hard to explain.

I’d ask…

But into the void it goes…

I have found my voice.

I will keep speaking out.

The trauma you inflicted may mean nothing to you, nothing more than a game, but your day will come…

Until then…

The moment you thought I was onto you, it started

Every move I made

Every word I said

Every response I had

You’d be right there with a way to make the situation worse

You made me think I was going crazy, imagining things

After all, why would you do that to another human being?

I was walking on eggshells, watching what I was saying, changing how I did things

Just to keep you from making it worse

Then I learned about Reactive Abuse. What you were doing was intentional, made to make me feel like I was the problem.

You’re still trying to make me feel like I’m crazy

And you’ve got flying monkeys to help now

But I’m not crazy

And it’s not me, it’s not in my head

It’s you

You’re the problem

You will ALWAYS be the problem

For the longest time, you’ve been making me feel like I’m going crazy

Even now, I’ll catch myself and think I’m imagining things

But I’m not

I see the pattern

I see how you try to make feel like I’m losing my mind

I see how you play things in such a way that it looks like you’re throwing me a crumb as a ‘peace offering’, only for you to go back to being, well, a tyrant…

I see the ebb and flow of the situation

I see how you’re trying to play me like a fiddle

I see you trying to make me feel crazy

I see how it’s making me walk on eggshells to keep it from getting worse

I see how it’s changed EVERYTHING

I am not crazy

I am not seeing things

I am not imagining it

I am aware of WHO and WHAT you are

I am not the crazy one

Is there a difference? Can people tell?

I am fully aware of the narcissists arrogance. I see it every day as he goes about his day. I see can see how it can be misinterpreted as confidence.

Which is extremely frustrating.

I see everything that he keeps getting away with

I keep seeing how it keeps feeding his ego

I keep seeing how it makes the arrogance worse

With experience, comes confidence.

But with no boundaries, limits…

The ability to get away with virtually everything…

Knowing that if you lie but act like it’s the truth, skillfully convincing others…

Trying to shine a light on it is, well…

No matter where he goes with this, the narcissists arrogance and lies will catch up to him…

I know you don’t like the fact I figured out what you were doing

I know you don’t like the fact that I want it to stop

I know you don’t like the fact that I’m standing up to you

I know you don’t like the fact that I won’t let it go

I know

But I don’t care

You’re behavior and actions speaks volumes

You’re obsessed

The longer this goes on, the more obsessed you become

I know you don’t like the fact that you can’t control me

I’m not stopping

…you can’t unsee it

I’ve seen the real you

And now that I have, I can’t comprehend how anyone else can’t see it

The red flags are there. I’ve pointed them out multiple times. I predicted what would happen if you kept getting away with it. I was proven right.

I’d ask how you can sleep at night, knowing what you’re doing, but you have no conscience.

I’d ask how your flying monkeys sleep at night, knowing full well they’re doing your bidding, but I doubt they have a conscience, either…

I’d ask for help, but I know I’m not going to get it

I’d ask you to stop making life in this building unbearable but that would only things worse

I’d ask the landlord to make you stop but I have and she refuses to do anything

I’d ask the world why they don’t believe me but what’s the point

I’d ask if you’d miss me if I disappeared from the face of the planet but I don’t think you would

I’d ask why it appears you don’t care, because I don’t think you do, but there’s no point

I’d ask, but it would fall on deaf ears

All the major parties involved know what’s happening

All major parties involved are choosing to look the other way

All major parties have chosen to gaslight

Will I stop speaking up? No

Will I give in? No

Will I stop? No

You can gaslight me all you want. It’ll be used as ammo when the time comes.

I see through your B.S.

Your flying monkeys were caught in a lie

They bluffed their way through an answer

The truth is out there. I will continue to stand firm in the belief that you’re interfering with the HVAC system, that you’re weaponizing it simply because I figured out what you were doing.

The flying monkeys may keep coming to your defense, but it’s only a matter of time before you slip and your true self is revealed.

I got the ball rolling on making sure the world knows who you really are.

The universe is watching, waiting.

Karma will strike when she’s ready…