Thursday, November 15, 2012

Cyber-Gut Feeling

I wrote a post a few days ago about the fact that I know that I will have more confrontations with members of the NFOO at some point in the future; specifically that I know that they will initiate more confrontations. 
About how I've done what I can to keep myself and my family safe, but expecting Narcy Narc and the Narcy Bunch to change their stripes is just ridiculous; they won't ever change.
About the fact that I'm battle ready.
And I am.

I mentioned specific evidence that convinces me of their future planned encounters; that they've tried to use social networking to contact the DD's and have posted passive-aggresive Narcy shit directed specifically at me.  I noted that my plan for the last two years in NC had been to check profiles once a month to keep my finger on that nasty-Narc pulse.  That was on 11/7.

I checked profiles this weekend - my once a month peer into the dungeon door actually pops up on an email calendar, which I find a bit funny as it reduces crawling through the sewer pipes of their lives to just one more task reminder.  I checked... guess what?!?

NSis and GCYB have private profiles now.
Hmmm.

So I'll just say this once, and then I'll be able to move on.
NSis, GCYB or any of your minions, friends, anciliaries, flying monkeys, etc: do it.  Bust my anonymity.  I dare you.

I triple dog dare you.

I can't wait to publish your names here.

Love,
Vanci

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    1. Deleted 'cause I spotted a typo!

      I was about to write a "What if they found my blog?" post. tonight! Might be a bit of a yawn!

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  2. Thinking of you Vanci. 'Tis the Narc Season it seems.

    By the way, Narcy Narc and the Narcy Bunch. Hahahahahaha!

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  3. The never mentioning them by name is insurance against them throwing their weight around too much.
    I think the consensus is that a narc that happens along and decides a blog is all about them is tantamount to them confessing to all the misdeeds described within.

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    1. Q,
      Agreed.
      Who knows how they think, sometimes I can't even tell if they do.
      If it's to be a full out war, I welcome it at this point. But I don't think it will come to that; based on my last few encounters, they're terrified of my telling the truth. Plus, you know, people who build their lives by terrorizing children and those they perceive as weaker than themselves, well... they're the reason that we had to go and invent words like coward, bully, malignantly narcissistic personality disordered, etc.

      But I wanted to make sure that I put out here in cyberspace exactly what will happen if they do decide that they believe their own lies enough to show their faces.
      Oh Naarcies... you got some 'splainin to dooo!

      Love,
      Vanci

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  4. mulderfan,
    My basic response (which I'm discovering as I ponder the real possiblilty that the Narcs are reading this) is something along the lines of Mr. Burns in the Simpsons: Egggggxcellleeeeennt...(she says as she taps her steepled fingertips together.)
    I speak the truth, and if they want to play, I'll beat them senseless with their own actions. I have the extreme benefit of having survived them, which basically means that I could give a fuck about how anything looks to anybody; I KNOW what the truth is and every single facet of my life is hinged upon that fact. There's NOTHING they can do to hurt me, NO ONE they can turn against me and their lives and actions ONLY serve to prove their own diabolical idiocy. So, yeah, I think I've figured out exactly what I'll do if they've found my blog and I can prove it.
    The emporor's bare ass naked.

    jessie,
    It's funny, sometimes when I hear people say that it's the Narc Season, I can't help but wonder how absolutely offended they would be by that; to a Narc, it's ALWAYS Narc season! Bwahahahaha!
    Idiots.
    I wrote that without thinking about it too much, and now my interior dialogue is plagued by boy-band songs of the early '90's. Yikes, I've created a monster.

    Love,
    Vanci

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  5. Before I lived with my mother after her stroke I got about 10 to 20 hours a year face time with her. It was perfect for her to be on her best behavior and for her friend's and neighbors to put on an authentic nice fest and I never thought much about it.
    By the time I was ready to haul ass I had been privy to no small amount of eye rolling and little digs back at her that led me to believe the only person she was fooling was herself.
    I never came right out and asked if any one had snapped to the fact my mother was certifiable. But I am confidant most would have said yes.

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  6. Mon Dieu, There have been Narc Trolls around forever and periodically it seems they have to come out for some "Prey Play" until.....the "Prey" ain't playin' anymore and then they "run like their asses are on fire." Once they can't intimidate and all the rest, we're no "fun" anymore. I've said many times, the 18 yr. war post NC courtesy of Psychob was well worth periodic terrorist explosions as opposed to daily life with a terrorist and their minions.
    What a bunch of paranoid fools-how THEY give THEMSELVES away! That's ultimately what was so great for me: A long time commin' but oh-so-worth-it ;)
    So bring it!
    TW

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  7. Funny - I get those feelings too - the ones that say, "Uh oh. There coming for us."

    Today I knew there was going to be something for us in the mail from the dark side. (And there was)

    Also funny - "About the fact that I'm battle ready. And I am." That's how I ended my post today too. I feel pretty good, despite all the nonsense. I'm glad to see that you seem pretty confident and prepared too, Vanci McPantsy.

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    1. Jonsi,
      I hate to say it, as it brings up memories of a certain troll/blogger in disguise, but I do truly believe that right actions don't need to be defended.
      I've got nothing to be sorry for, feel guilty for, feel bad about. So yeah, bring it on, fuckers. :)

      Love,
      Vanci

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  8. And, what an awesome point about what happens if your anonymity is busted.

    So is there's.

    That waxes poetic, I think.

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    1. Poop - "there's" = "theirs"

      I looked at that before I published it and said, "Now, what's wrong with that?"

      THEN I published it.

      THEN I realized what was wrong.

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    2. I think it is a bit poetic. Justice and all that. I have no problem putting my name on anything that I say here or in real life, and only keep it anonymous for logistical reasons and to provide a modicum of protection to the FOC from blindsides. But if the gloves come off, well, let's just say that I'm the one that has real relationships, not them, and I don't have a single person on my life who doesn't 100% have my back.

      There, their not, don't fret about the they'res.

      Love,
      Vanci

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    3. Also, poop.
      Teehee.
      Love,
      Vanci

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  9. Narcy Narc and the what?

    Ladies and gentlemen, we have a time traveler.

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