
Sometimes people set the tone in a conversation or an interaction and then accuse a person of behaving in a way that is inaccurate. I came to this conclusion while trying to have what ultimately became a very strained and hostile conversation with a "friend" about her purchase of a home. I asked her, since she was purchasing the home with her mother and her sister, had she sat down with them and worked out the numbers, you know, established exactly what each person would be responsible for paying and about how much it would be?
Well, what ensued was about twenty minutes of ducking and dodging as she actively avoided answering the question. She said she didn't need to do so. She said she already knew what the expenses would be, even though she hadn't sat down and worked out the numbers; she said she didn't have enough information to do so; she said it was too soon. When I asked her was there a reason why she didn't want to sit down with her mother and sister, I was accused of "setting her up" or "trying to manipulate her"; get her to do what I wanted her to do, i.e. talk to her mother about the finances involved in purchasing this home she'd already confessed she couldn't really afford and would have to get a second job to make ends meet.
I liken this behavior to something my son does which drives my daughter crazy. He loves to play, often without the cooperation of the other person. One of his most favorite games is to run up behind you and do something really annoying and then run away excitedly, screaming in glee. You see, he wants you to chase him. This is his idea of fun!!! Except, half the time my daughter doesn't want to chase him; she wants him to leave her alone. So to the passerby it might seem as if they are indeed playing tag. However, it's only the fact that my son is hitting her and running away that gives that illusion.

My friend accused me of badgering her; of attempting to manipulate her into doing what I wanted her to do. Clearly, she certainly interpreted it that way, but that's only because she was actively resisting answering the question. Had she answered the question in whatever way she deemed appropriate, we would have proceeded with the conversation quite naturally. However, like my daughter with my son, she wanted to be left alone BUT the only problem is she didn't say so. Instead, she pretended to answer. She pretended that I was playing the "game" with her. The game that went like this: She avoided my question (ran) and I pursued her (asked her the question again or for clarification). She gave just enough false information to cause confusion (lied about her intentions, feelings, misrepresented what she'd done and was going to do). When I asked for clarification, she became increasingly hostile, complaining that I was badgering her and had sinister motives.
All of this was designed and created by her resistance , her reluctanct to participate in the conversation, while pretending that she had NO problem discussing what I had asked!!! in the first place. I briefly asked her if it made any sense that I would want to manipulate her or try to get her to do what I wanted to do; I asked her had I ever done that before and what in the world would I get out of it?
She confessed that no, I hadn't; that it didn't even make sense and that I wouldn't get anything out of it. But still she held onto her baseless belief. She said this is what she felt. It seemed she was operating under a faulty rational that dictated if she felt attacked, it must be true. Surely, that's often the case. I am one to always council trusting your instincts. But I must confess, the person I'm describing is delusional. Her own disordered thinking causes her to project blame whenever she wants to deny something or avoid responsibility. I've watched her in action enough times to identify that behavior. I ended the conversation after stating that what she was engaged in was crazy-making behavior. I wanted no part of it.
A few days later she called and said that she realized that the conversation we had took a turn for the worst because she was behaving passive/aggressively and not stating that I had upset her. What had upset her? She couldn't really say, but she was proud that she was now able to state how she felt because she'd never done that before. She wanted me to be proud of her, too. She went a step further and said she believed I also contributed to the miscommunication by being dishonest about my feelings. I was worried about her, she said and not communicating that but trying to force her to do things my way. To support this ill-founded contention, she said that she actually remembered me saying something to that effect. When pressed, she couldn't remember the exact words or when it was said; she eluded to a past conversation vaguely, but somehow she was sure.
Well, I hadn't said any such thing! As a matter of fact, I specifically told her, when she accused me of trying to manipulate her, that such an accusation was utter nonsense because she was a grown adult andwhat she chose to do would not have one effect on my life. And that past conversation she eluded to, never happened. But she was dogmatic, she wanted to believe it was true.
I confessed to her that she was triggering me badly. My family had always opted to blame me for their own flaws. If there was an issue they didn't want to address, the problem then became my desire to "argue" or "ruin a good time" or "live in the past" and not their wish to ignore the elephant in the room. My family, most especially my mother, would say you had said things you've never said, that you had done things you'd never done -- whatever she had to say or do to make what she was saying true she'd not hesitate. None of it had to be remotely true. I would be a liar, a troublemaker, a miserable person; any and everything she could think of. This is exactly what this person was doing. I
I was beyond offended. I felt attacked and sabotaged all at the same time. I was not a person who could not express my feelings. In fact, I am very vocal about expressing my feelings. Her contention that I couldn't express the fact that I was worried about her was just ridiculous. She went even so far as to suggest that perhaps I was in denial about the whole thing and unwilling to face my feelings. Now I've gone back to my therapist on many occasions and rehashed an issue because of conflicting feelings; this was NOT one of those occasions. I remembered exactly what I said and when I said it but more importantly WHY I'd said it. She, one the other hand, could not express one coherent thought. She jumbled conversations together and misquoted me. If she did quote me correctly, when she could even remember what was said, she did so out of context. She'd say I said something day earlier than I had in fact said it. She'd sayI said something in response, not to what was actually said, but something else. Sometimes she'd say "it was something like; I can't remember". Half the time she could not remember what happened or when, however, amazingly, she was adamant. She was certain. Can you imagine this person being a witness in a court case?
What happened next just goes to further display her disordered thinking. She then called me as if nothing was wrong a few days later. She rambled on and on about random subjects yet curiously never once mentioned the purchase of the house which had been the source of our original disagreement. She even went so far as to bring up my birthday, asking me what I wanted to do, and offering to purchase tickets to a Broadway play. Now this was just dangling carrot sticks, as this friend is known for making promises that she doesn't keep. I might get Broadway tickets, but she was just as likely as to deliver them four months after my birthday as she was to not mention them at all.
I was cold and unresponsive and she talked incessantly until finally it became clear that I wasn't going to participate. The conversation ended. She called again days later and we were on the phone for less than two minutes. Then I got THE email. She was in anguish, she said. She said she knew she'd offended me during the disagreement we had but she felt something else must be wrong because I seemed cold during the past conversations and the phone calls had seemed rushed. Was there something wrong, she asked? She had been making herself ill thinking of all the possibilities. She wanted me to please put her out of her misery and tell her if I'd written her off since she's hurt and disappointed me so many times.
I viewed this as just another game. She wanted to reconnect with me and for me to put her mind at ease but she was not going to address her behavior or take any responsibility for it. She said clearly she knew she'd offended me. What more did she need to know? I asked her why she hadn't said anything during the phone call and she said it was because she didn't know anything was wrong.
I then told her that she said I was offended so she already knew something was wrong. I asked her, What in the world was she talking about? She said she knew she'd offended me but was certain it had to be something more.
I was aghast. Why did it need to be something more? I realized that she wanted me to alleviate her anguish and make her feel better about falsely accusing me and attacking my character, but what was it in for me? I said as much in a brief and curt response. She responded once again, pressing her question. She wanted me to respond to her "query"; was I cutting her off? She said in a very cold and professionally worded email that she had not intended to attack my character and thought everything was honky dory between us when we last spoke.
So what was the problem?
A verbal conversation made this very clear. The problem was she was feeling guilty,and she needed me to make her feel better. This is something she has done so many times I'm embarrassed to articulate them all. She'd behave in a selfish, mean and ostracizing manner and then she'd feel bad about it. However, she'd then come to me, the person she'd done this too, for comfort. This was just another example of the way she projected her need for unconditional love from a mother onto me. She didn't want to have the conversation with her mother and her sister about the house because she COULDN'T have the conversation with them. They were not interested in helping her or being responsible and she knew it. She knew it but she did not want to know it.
However, because I was not her mother, although she'd projected her issues with her mother onto me, she could have conversations with me. She could even blame me for her reluctance to be honest and open, avoid talking about subjects that she wanted to ignore and expect me to still be her friend. In having these conversations, she'd try to manipulate me to love her, forgive her, tolerate her, care for her and provided her with unconditional acceptance and understanding. This is all while she offered absolutely nothing in return. I'd had enough. I told her in no uncertain terms that the idea that I would tell her that I was triggered and offended and she would think for one minute that we were fine, and that nothing was wrong was abnormal. Why wouldn't she put two and two together and know for a fact that I was being cold and distant in the next conversation because I was still mad about what happened in our prior conversation? I told her it was the height of selfishness; that she only felt bad when I didn't give her the strokes of approval she needed; that had I responded positively in our next phone call, she would have felt fine.
She coldly and with no detectable remorse in her voice said she was sorry but that there was nothing to be done, that she couldn't change what had happened. Well, this was just another lie. She could definitely change how she behaved in relation to me. The sad fact is she does not want to. Unfortunately, obtaining a Masters Degree in Social Work and attending therapy weekly had given her a vocabulary that she used while pretending to understand their meaning. She didn't seem to understand what words like: Accountability, reciprocating; misleading and intent meant. She knew how to use them in a sentence but they held no meaning for her and never translated into a change of her behavior. The truth is she told herself whatever she wanted to be true and if a thought popped up that seemed irrational or without basis, she did not miss a beat in accepting it. It was true if she wanted it to be true.
In our last conversation I asked her had she even given any thought to the many ways I described that she'd mistreated me over the years, the fact that her children had no relationship to my own, that she had never babysat for me, for not one day, in 15 years, since my children were born; not even for my son, who was diagnosed with Autism, not even though they were only 15 months apart and I surely needed the help; that she had to be begged to acknowledge my birthday and what has ensued has been years of birthday gifts being delivered days, weeks, months after the date; that she only came to my house when she wanted to talk about something and if I didn't come to her house, I didn't see her; that I didn't know her son, what he liked to or anything about him and she had absolutely no relationship with my children.
She told me that she hadn't really thought about it, other than to wonder if it was normal for me to know what her son liked. When I pointed out that if we had a relationship, if he came over to my house or hung out with my kids I would know these things, she conceded that this made sense and in the same breath told me that I should know her by now; I should know that she gets overwhelmed when she thinks too much about things and should not be surprised that she hadn't given it any thought.
The level of narcissism present in this person has somehow evaded my awareness up until this point. Here is a person who's sole interest in a relationship with me is to always feel good, at my expense. She is not willing to give of herself, spiritually or physically, by way of her presence. She expects forgiveness and immediate return to the status quo after she's done something insensitive or mean. She expects and likes to be treated as if she matters but expects others to accept her mediocre treatment of them. She makes no effort to right wrongs and when her bad behavior is met with coldness she panics and reaches for the very person she's hurt for comfort.
It has taken many weeks to write about this. It seems so much to have dealt with, that I am amazed at myself. I can't imagine WHY I've put up with this behavior for so long.
One thing is for sure, there is no way that I can -- forget what I want -- I could not, even if I wanted to, deal with such behavior again. It's a sad truth but writing this makes it even more of a reality. This friendship is over.









