They never let you out – HG Tudor says why and how. They pick you up and put you down when they want. Although it is a narrow perspective on their (Narcissists) part. Because we aren’t always engaging. But Hailey’s delicate dance with walking by me and hovering around me has caught up with her a little or maybe a-lot.
Her boyfriend came and basically followed me to get my coffee. Even held the door for me. This was his dead giveaway on what he was doing. I was not anywhere close to the door as he held it open for me. I was probably 20 feet away. How would he even know where I was going. Second give away medium coffee black. He walked down the street and paid $4 for a black coffee?
But as I ordered and waited for mine. She was running down the street with his dog. What did it feel like? Panic. She was trying to get him in his building as quickly as possible.
It is just about time to give him the document. It’s going to hurt him. I don’t want to do that. But before it escalates and before he gets territorial he should know the truth.
This is an issue of Hailey’s own making and at this point my emotional and physical health supersede her lies and games. I am trying not to feel guilty about exposing her. Chances are it really doesn’t settle in with him anyways and with just a few hours of arguing he will cave to her manipulation.
But I can’t have him thinking I am the one doing the stalking. I have a daughter to take care of. And a life to live. Her game playing was always risky and she has pretty much backed me into a corner where it’s not ‘safe’ to leave my building. The truth should be known. So last man over blows the bridge. And I think my last man has finally gone over.
I even noticed this week she has disappeared although not totally. I was behind her driving the other night. And she was behaving bizarrely. There was also another incident, on my run, where I noticed her pulling over, up ahead a few hundred feet. Then started to pull out and then stopping again and pulling over again then speeding away. She almost got hit. I couldn’t see anything inside the car. I was too far away and more focused on running. But the entire strange dance with traffic was noticeable. Was her new guy driving? Was he upset they saw me? Was she just trying to get a look? Changed her mind twice?
This is the trouble with narcissist and triangulation. They do these crazy things to draw your attention and then you are left wondering. The same when you are even in a relationship with them. But I can’t let this build up to a point of an altercation. They almost got into a car accident. He followed me. This is getting out of hand. All in the name of her triangulation fuel. And the fuel she gets off of me.
But why disappear this week? Obviously something is occurring in her relationship with this guy and I assume I am part of it. Can you imagine as if ghosting me, cheating on me, and dating the guy two doors down wasn’t enough. She now has this guy so curious or suspicious that he followed me on my morning walk.
She is probably super nervous about him and I speaking or having a confrontation. As the truth will come out there. She may also be afraid that she pushed me too far. Then there is this thing. That same day he followed me I was out at the restaurant saw a couple women from my building and we walked back to our place together. She saw this as she was heading to another restaurant (the same one where she touched me in) with her guy.
For a narcissist this was a wound. A strike directly to her ego. Watching her former, whatever I was, walking down the street laughing with two women. Her head must have blown up. Also potentially any lie she told her guy.
I would like to not worry about any of this. I actively tried to avoid her as much as possible without changing my life even after our confrontation. I gave her space and she continued to follow me around and I gray rocked her.
But last straw, I am so done done with this shit. I can’t believe she brought it to my doorstep like this. I hope she has shame although eventually she will rage after the shame. And on and on the cycles go.