Dark Signs Someone Is Secretly A Narcissist | Dr. Ramani Durvasula 

Amen 🙏 Thanks God

That is not called selfish, it is your right and self care dear

Good for you! I hear you!💜

DEFINITELY DEEP ❤

February 22, 2024 To whom it may concern, Amanda is upset that I am not following her rules for having my dog on a leash as we exit the building. You may say she has a point, it is not the only point. Amanda, as a therapy counselor acts like an authoritative mother with me. She is not my mother. She demands an exacting perfection to her rules from me. Amanda is not perfect, and does not deserve perfection from me. This is my point of view. Further, if Amanda wants perfection, she may start with herself. I explained to Amanda, although I doubt she will remember.* I particularly do Not put a dog on a leash if I am carrying heavy boxes, and things, and particularly going downstairs, to protect my ability to work with my physicality and the product I am carrying. I am only ONE person, pulling the weight of 2, to afford to live in this economy, I mentioned this to Amanda verbally, too. *I doubt Amanda will remember anything in her selective presentation to the owner of the building, as her parting conversation was that she will “just” contact _____. I said ‘Excellent,’ even toned and turned to leave for my appointments. Amanda, as a therapy counselor acts like an authoritative mother with me. She is not my mother. She demands an exacting perfection to her rules from me. Amanda is not perfect, and does not deserve perfection from me. This is my point of view, and the On Point pushback. Amanda stated the dog had to be on a leash, next to a renter who has a dog, that is also never on a leash, whom I am sure overheard the conversation in the hall way. I adamantly stated the dog does Not need to be on a leash. We cycled, and repeated our statements twice. Amanda’s client chimed in standing outside the door to Amanda’s office, about the opportunity for the client to rebuke me if the dog is jumping on the child. This didn’t happen. This future-faking to be a suffering contingency in advance ambulance-chaser on me, in relation to my dog jumping on the child, did not happen. What did happen is Amanda flapped the door, without closing it. Amanda flapped her mouth putting me in a position to listen to her (b.s., as I will explain..) or fetch the dog, on repeat, Flap the door without closing it, or Flap her mouth and fill my ears with her obdurate “conscientious” bull-shit. It made fetching the dog a distracted task. Before getting to the crux of the problem with Amanda’s, over-arching, authoritative, “Foundational Mother of Compassionate and Caring Origin” crafted-persona that overtly is sensitive and caring ONLY FOR THE MONEY, lets discuss her flying-monkey client, that was exiting down the hallway and out the door. She was walking in a slow, paced manner to emphasize her presence. I passed her, once we got past the road blockage of Amanda’s 4 puffy chairs in the hallway. When I got to the door to exit, her client, harassed me, by calling me a “bitch.” The front door sticks, I paused at dislodging it open, raised an eyebrow, and could see her client in my periphery, as she could see me, and further commented that I “heard that correctly.” Before I opened the door, and now Amanda’s client is in front of me, at the door, I suggest to the side of her face, that she Was the bitch. She looked at me and said that she is “Bitchy” with a menacing face. I concurred without saying anything. The verbal exchange was even toned, and some what low in audible pitch and measured, and continued that way outside the door. Now I should mention, When Amanda’s client chimed in, obviously siding with Amanda, FOR THE MONEY, and one can say, even triangulating to amplify her apparent dismay, and even Amanda’s flapping of door and flapping on without closing the door, was to build a case for all to see her discomfort, vs getting the “offending” dog out of Amanda’s space and keeping it that way.** Amanda’s client was throwing a verbal brick-bat at me, I said it was my right to be upset, and further, if “you” are going to start something, “you” don’t expect (me) to finish it (?) This does not seem like a fair gam game to me. It is one-way triangulation without honest resolution. Let us remember that. Let’s also consider that Amanda is using emotions for manipulation because she refuses to think it thru, in all her caring two x too, which is obvious before my dog ever got to her office door, or myself. **Close the door and get the dog out of her space, vs Flapping the door and Flapping her mouth like an over-stepping of boundary Authoritative Mother demanding perfection of me to her “RULES” of thinking of others, that she herself, does not apply holistically, amounting to selective picking and choosing again, with a dash of entitlement for a huge dose of hypocrisy in the fine-nail / final action of stealing value and value able attributes from me, under the guise of her self-pronounced 360 virtue / of caring for others thru and thru. I might mention here, her blind husband, navigates to her office, to have a fond conversation, slow paced and dawdling, telling affectionate jokes, with, most likely a woman, and one has to ask, or ponder, why not have this fond conversation with this fond person at home? I think it is because Amanda acts as his mother, too. As for me, I was unpicking stitches in my office. It is a quiet activity. Her husband didn’t know I was there, after regular business hours. Yes, I swore in her showy demand for unearned dominance over me. I showed my being rail-roaded discontent, too, and not apathetically. For this, I have no apology. The emotions ring true. I have taken pictures of the path of egress, narrowed significantly on its own, with Amanda’s 4 puffy chairs, and narrowed to impass if someone is seated there. This is not to Fire and Safety code standards. This is not Fire Marshall approved. This is not OSHA approved. I can call and get someone to look at this, for a hopeful fee, and violation fee. I will list Amanda as first contact at her place of business, and ____ second, to make sure a violation fee is applied. Do I need to expound on this dysfunctional path of egress imposed in the public space for Amanda and her client’s convenience, that also stand to harass me at a place where I work and pay rent, to work without her obdurate, hypocritical, and overtly “sensitive and caring” front to steal, value & value able attributes that are not held by Amanda for Real, And at her co-dependent social convenience, ***IS NOT Generously thinking of others, as her working occupation would front to profess? One may consider to think, for Amanda only using emotions to manipulate to receive a value she isn’t carrying and hasn’t earned, and is thus stealing from me, at the very least, that she is ensuring she will always have work as a therapist/ counselor. (Faux, though), Her caring sans integrity does not heal. Put a band-aid on it for a fee! You Betcha! Mean wile, push the third person, she and the phony mother client, out, with a slanted and skewed observational effort “two-x-too.” Like I said, Amanda has a point for an enthusiastic dog to not be off leash in a public building, and so do I to reveal her overstepping boundaries with a false license to parade care as she steals from me in a hypocritical manner. As an authoritative mother-figure that I do not need, and which I NO DOUBT appalled, ON PURPOSE, with my deft and indelible pushback and reasserting boundaries not to be spoken too, or about, with perpetrated malfeasance and/or treating me as if I am (your projected) stupid (ability), to portend to NOT to be Amanda’s people-pleasing whipping post to squat her loathsome ill-thought-out “Lot” on me, to please vainly, as you can see, there was never any roi, return on investment, or further, be dismayed by Amanda’s fraught emotions and reasoning skills, and socially triangulated tactics if I displease her self-serving entitlement for hypocrisy. Simple solution, accept life is not perfect. Don’t be overly fussy. Use the door in your command. Don’t create a theatrical scene, particularly to steal virtuous attributes “you” are not toting. Don’t demand or portend to strong arm people if another person is not perfect for you, as you may get a strong arm back* (See the notation of harassment by Amanda’s client, prompted by Amanda’s open door swinging swill to APPARENTLY (re apparent lie) resolve the stated matter at hand by and bye doing NOTHING in pinky finger fashion at her command). I think I have demonstrated by merely skimming the surface of my thoughts about this matter in reflection, that if Amanda wants perfection, Amanda better come perfect as this is a 2 way street with me. Further, if Amanda is going to exact a loss of convenience from me, she will reap one, too, by losing the point she is either willfully suffering a delusion about her contribution to life by thinking of others, and following her own adjunct rules, to remove the furniture, in toto from the public hallway and pathway of egress. An other option, is to leave things as they are. I would not anticipate anymore complaints, and no stalking and whispering in my ear from Amanda’s clients that I am a “bitch.” I am not a delusional, lying, malfeasant, triangulating on my aplomb blind-spot in order to dominate under the pretense of carefully caring person with a slap-ass bitch-face that I can’t see whether the dumb-fuck and dumb-buck is “coming or going.” Thats for fucking damn sure! Pick your poison, choose your path. Any recrimination on my work and ability to work going forward will be met with further and in depth, intelligent razing, as I build my case to expand, legally, if necessary.

Yeah. That advice alone is a goldmine worth of knowledge. I don’t try to defend or explain myself to my narc mom anymore.

Can two narcissistic people have healthy relationship? My daughters x has a new girlfriend and they are both gaslight ING my daughter constantly during the exchange of my grandson for visitation. We can't help but wonder if that relationship will be successful.

Yes trying to learn this now, in middle of a brutal discard :(

You are very right! She sure has opened my eyes. I always blamed myself bc everything "was my fault" and know now it's not true

I hear you 😢

Yes my “sibling” plays ALL people. I was witness to it SOOO OFTEN but since it has been there six decades I too was lulled into his deceits. So subtle yet so fiendish. He married my best friend from school. I never understood why she went quiet on me w monosyllabic replies. But then he hit me from nowhere sending out cruel ACTUAL lies of me! I was struck down to a foetal position in bed for 3 days of shame. Until I processed my sadness for my school friend to be married to someone so heinous and devious -:-but then I also processed that I had nothing to be ashamed of because I would NEVER DO THE LIES he spread. It all hit me as to why I never understood why my son CHANGED after his accident-:-my son never spoke to me again after my sibling got in his ear. Distance has been a fortunate thing to be absent in his life.

And deliberately hurts you too. I finally got tired of my heart being broken. Went through 40 years of it too !

February 22, 2024 To whom it may concern, Amanda is upset that I am not following her rules for having my dog on a leash as we exit the building. You may say she has a point, it is not the only point. Amanda, as a therapy counselor acts like an authoritative mother with me. She is not my mother. She demands an exacting perfection to her rules from me. Amanda is not perfect, and does not deserve perfection from me. This is my point of view. Further, if Amanda wants perfection, she may start with herself. I explained to Amanda, although I doubt she will remember.* I particularly do Not put a dog on a leash if I am carrying heavy boxes, and things, and particularly going downstairs, to protect my ability to work with my physicality and the product I am carrying. I am only ONE person, pulling the weight of 2, to afford to live in this economy, I mentioned this to Amanda verbally, too. *I doubt Amanda will remember anything in her selective presentation to the owner of the building, as her parting conversation was that she will “just” contact _____. I said ‘Excellent,’ even toned and turned to leave for my appointments. Amanda, as a therapy counselor acts like an authoritative mother with me. She is not my mother. She demands an exacting perfection to her rules from me. Amanda is not perfect, and does not deserve perfection from me. This is my point of view, and the On Point pushback. Amanda stated the dog had to be on a leash, next to a renter who has a dog, that is also never on a leash, whom I am sure overheard the conversation in the hall way. I adamantly stated the dog does Not need to be on a leash. We cycled, and repeated our statements twice. Amanda’s client chimed in standing outside the door to Amanda’s office, about the opportunity for the client to rebuke me if the dog is jumping on the child. This didn’t happen. This future-faking to be a suffering contingency in advance ambulance-chaser on me, in relation to my dog jumping on the child, did not happen. What did happen is Amanda flapped the door, without closing it. Amanda flapped her mouth putting me in a position to listen to her (b.s., as I will explain..) or fetch the dog, on repeat, Flap the door without closing it, or Flap her mouth and fill my ears with her obdurate “conscientious” bull-shit. It made fetching the dog a distracted task. Before getting to the crux of the problem with Amanda’s, over-arching, authoritative, “Foundational Mother of Compassionate and Caring Origin” crafted-persona that overtly is sensitive and caring ONLY FOR THE MONEY, lets discuss her flying-monkey client, that was exiting down the hallway and out the door. She was walking in a slow, paced manner to emphasize her presence. I passed her, once we got past the road blockage of Amanda’s 4 puffy chairs in the hallway. When I got to the door to exit, her client, harassed me, by calling me a “bitch.” The front door sticks, I paused at dislodging it open, raised an eyebrow, and could see her client in my periphery, as she could see me, and further commented that I “heard that correctly.” Before I opened the door, and now Amanda’s client is in front of me, at the door, I suggest to the side of her face, that she Was the bitch. She looked at me and said that she is “Bitchy” with a menacing face. I concurred without saying anything. The verbal exchange was even toned, and some what low in audible pitch and measured, and continued that way outside the door. Now I should mention, When Amanda’s client chimed in, obviously siding with Amanda, FOR THE MONEY, and one can say, even triangulating to amplify her apparent dismay, and even Amanda’s flapping of door and flapping on without closing the door, was to build a case for all to see her discomfort, vs getting the “offending” dog out of Amanda’s space and keeping it that way.** Amanda’s client was throwing a verbal brick-bat at me, I said it was my right to be upset, and further, if “you” are going to start something, “you” don’t expect (me) to finish it (?) This does not seem like a fair gam game to me. It is one-way triangulation without honest resolution. Let us remember that. Let’s also consider that Amanda is using emotions for manipulation because she refuses to think it thru, in all her caring two x too, which is obvious before my dog ever got to her office door, or myself. **Close the door and get the dog out of her space, vs Flapping the door and Flapping her mouth like an over-stepping of boundary Authoritative Mother demanding perfection of me to her “RULES” of thinking of others, that she herself, does not apply holistically, amounting to selective picking and choosing again, with a dash of entitlement for a huge dose of hypocrisy in the fine-nail / final action of stealing value and value able attributes from me, under the guise of her self-pronounced 360 virtue / of caring for others thru and thru. I might mention here, her blind husband, navigates to her office, to have a fond conversation, slow paced and dawdling, telling affectionate jokes, with, most likely a woman, and one has to ask, or ponder, why not have this fond conversation with this fond person at home? I think it is because Amanda acts as his mother, too. As for me, I was unpicking stitches in my office. It is a quiet activity. Her husband didn’t know I was there, after regular business hours. Yes, I swore in her showy demand for unearned dominance over me. I showed my being rail-roaded discontent, too, and not apathetically. For this, I have no apology. The emotions ring true. I have taken pictures of the path of egress, narrowed significantly on its own, with Amanda’s 4 puffy chairs, and narrowed to impass if someone is seated there. This is not to Fire and Safety code standards. This is not Fire Marshall approved. This is not OSHA approved. I can call and get someone to look at this, for a hopeful fee, and violation fee. I will list Amanda as first contact at her place of business, and ____ second, to make sure a violation fee is applied. Do I need to expound on this dysfunctional path of egress imposed in the public space for Amanda and her client’s convenience, that also stand to harass me at a place where I work and pay rent, to work without her obdurate, hypocritical, and overtly “sensitive and caring” front to steal, value & value able attributes that are not held by Amanda for Real, And at her co-dependent social convenience, ***IS NOT Generously thinking of others, as her working occupation would front to profess? One may consider to think, for Amanda only using emotions to manipulate to receive a value she isn’t carrying and hasn’t earned, and is thus stealing from me, at the very least, that she is ensuring she will always have work as a therapist/ counselor. (Faux, though), Her caring sans integrity does not heal. Put a band-aid on it for a fee! You Betcha! Mean wile, push the third person, she and the phony mother client, out, with a slanted and skewed observational effort “two-x-too.” Like I said, Amanda has a point for an enthusiastic dog to not be off leash in a public building, and so do I to reveal her overstepping boundaries with a false license to parade care as she steals from me in a hypocritical manner. As an authoritative mother-figure that I do not need, and which I NO DOUBT appalled, ON PURPOSE, with my deft and indelible pushback and reasserting boundaries not to be spoken too, or about, with perpetrated malfeasance and/or treating me as if I am (your projected) stupid (ability), to portend to NOT to be Amanda’s people-pleasing whipping post to squat her loathsome ill-thought-out “Lot” on me, to please vainly, as you can see, there was never any roi, return on investment, or further, be dismayed by Amanda’s fraught emotions and reasoning skills, and socially triangulated tactics if I displease her self-serving entitlement for hypocrisy. Simple solution, accept life is not perfect. Don’t be overly fussy. Use the door in your command. Don’t create a theatrical scene, particularly to steal virtuous attributes “you” are not toting. Don’t demand or portend to strong arm people if another person is not perfect for you, as you may get a strong arm back* (See the notation of harassment by Amanda’s client, prompted by Amanda’s open door swinging swill to APPARENTLY (re apparent lie) resolve the stated matter at hand by and bye doing NOTHING in pinky finger fashion at her command). I think I have demonstrated by merely skimming the surface of my thoughts about this matter in reflection, that if Amanda wants perfection, Amanda better come perfect as this is a 2 way street with me. Further, if Amanda is going to exact a loss of convenience from me, she will reap one, too, by losing the point she is either willfully suffering a delusion about her contribution to life by thinking of others, and following her own adjunct rules, to remove the furniture, in toto from the public hallway and pathway of egress. An other option, is to leave things as they are. I would not anticipate anymore complaints, and no stalking and whispering in my ear from Amanda’s clients that I am a “bitch.” I am not a delusional, lying, malfeasant, triangulating on my aplomb blind-spot in order to dominate under the pretense of carefully caring person with a slap-ass bitch-face that I can’t see whether the dumb-fuck and dumb-buck is “coming or going.” Thats for fucking damn sure! Pick your poison, choose your path. Any recrimination on my work and ability to work going forward will be met with further and in depth, intelligent razing, as I build my case to expand, legally, if necessary.

Me too. But dad is Panic Disorder

Same So sorry for you ❤️

Once you start you will not want it to end,Dr Raman she is so blessed

Me 2 ! Had to take a break between the trauma triggers and ah ha moments ales me sick to my stomach as the survivor of being in multiple narc situations. My mother being number one with my sister as number 2 and rounding it all out with my babydaddy that is stuck as a part of life forever. As a super empath I have to build my bubble even thicker with radical acceptance as a sign on my door. Angry ashamed and proud of who I am as a dv and narcissist survivor on a mission to thrive no matter what!!?

February 22, 2024 To whom it may concern, Amanda is upset that I am not following her rules for having my dog on a leash as we exit the building. You may say she has a point, it is not the only point. Amanda, as a therapy counselor acts like an authoritative mother with me. She is not my mother. She demands an exacting perfection to her rules from me. Amanda is not perfect, and does not deserve perfection from me. This is my point of view. Further, if Amanda wants perfection, she may start with herself. I explained to Amanda, although I doubt she will remember.* I particularly do Not put a dog on a leash if I am carrying heavy boxes, and things, and particularly going downstairs, to protect my ability to work with my physicality and the product I am carrying. I am only ONE person, pulling the weight of 2, to afford to live in this economy, I mentioned this to Amanda verbally, too. *I doubt Amanda will remember anything in her selective presentation to the owner of the building, as her parting conversation was that she will “just” contact _____. I said ‘Excellent,’ even toned and turned to leave for my appointments. Amanda, as a therapy counselor acts like an authoritative mother with me. She is not my mother. She demands an exacting perfection to her rules from me. Amanda is not perfect, and does not deserve perfection from me. This is my point of view, and the On Point pushback. Amanda stated the dog had to be on a leash, next to a renter who has a dog, that is also never on a leash, whom I am sure overheard the conversation in the hall way. I adamantly stated the dog does Not need to be on a leash. We cycled, and repeated our statements twice. Amanda’s client chimed in standing outside the door to Amanda’s office, about the opportunity for the client to rebuke me if the dog is jumping on the child. This didn’t happen. This future-faking to be a suffering contingency in advance ambulance-chaser on me, in relation to my dog jumping on the child, did not happen. What did happen is Amanda flapped the door, without closing it. Amanda flapped her mouth putting me in a position to listen to her (b.s., as I will explain..) or fetch the dog, on repeat, Flap the door without closing it, or Flap her mouth and fill my ears with her obdurate “conscientious” bull-shit. It made fetching the dog a distracted task. Before getting to the crux of the problem with Amanda’s, over-arching, authoritative, “Foundational Mother of Compassionate and Caring Origin” crafted-persona that overtly is sensitive and caring ONLY FOR THE MONEY, lets discuss her flying-monkey client, that was exiting down the hallway and out the door. She was walking in a slow, paced manner to emphasize her presence. I passed her, once we got past the road blockage of Amanda’s 4 puffy chairs in the hallway. When I got to the door to exit, her client, harassed me, by calling me a “bitch.” The front door sticks, I paused at dislodging it open, raised an eyebrow, and could see her client in my periphery, as she could see me, and further commented that I “heard that correctly.” Before I opened the door, and now Amanda’s client is in front of me, at the door, I suggest to the side of her face, that she Was the bitch. She looked at me and said that she is “Bitchy” with a menacing face. I concurred without saying anything. The verbal exchange was even toned, and some what low in audible pitch and measured, and continued that way outside the door. Now I should mention, When Amanda’s client chimed in, obviously siding with Amanda, FOR THE MONEY, and one can say, even triangulating to amplify her apparent dismay, and even Amanda’s flapping of door and flapping on without closing the door, was to build a case for all to see her discomfort, vs getting the “offending” dog out of Amanda’s space and keeping it that way.** Amanda’s client was throwing a verbal brick-bat at me, I said it was my right to be upset, and further, if “you” are going to start something, “you” don’t expect (me) to finish it (?) This does not seem like a fair gam game to me. It is one-way triangulation without honest resolution. Let us remember that. Let’s also consider that Amanda is using emotions for manipulation because she refuses to think it thru, in all her caring two x too, which is obvious before my dog ever got to her office door, or myself. **Close the door and get the dog out of her space, vs Flapping the door and Flapping her mouth like an over-stepping of boundary Authoritative Mother demanding perfection of me to her “RULES” of thinking of others, that she herself, does not apply holistically, amounting to selective picking and choosing again, with a dash of entitlement for a huge dose of hypocrisy in the fine-nail / final action of stealing value and value able attributes from me, under the guise of her self-pronounced 360 virtue / of caring for others thru and thru. I might mention here, her blind husband, navigates to her office, to have a fond conversation, slow paced and dawdling, telling affectionate jokes, with, most likely a woman, and one has to ask, or ponder, why not have this fond conversation with this fond person at home? I think it is because Amanda acts as his mother, too. As for me, I was unpicking stitches in my office. It is a quiet activity. Her husband didn’t know I was there, after regular business hours. Yes, I swore in her showy demand for unearned dominance over me. I showed my being rail-roaded discontent, too, and not apathetically. For this, I have no apology. The emotions ring true. I have taken pictures of the path of egress, narrowed significantly on its own, with Amanda’s 4 puffy chairs, and narrowed to impass if someone is seated there. This is not to Fire and Safety code standards. This is not Fire Marshall approved. This is not OSHA approved. I can call and get someone to look at this, for a hopeful fee, and violation fee. I will list Amanda as first contact at her place of business, and ____ second, to make sure a violation fee is applied. Do I need to expound on this dysfunctional path of egress imposed in the public space for Amanda and her client’s convenience, that also stand to harass me at a place where I work and pay rent, to work without her obdurate, hypocritical, and overtly “sensitive and caring” front to steal, value & value able attributes that are not held by Amanda for Real, And at her co-dependent social convenience, ***IS NOT Generously thinking of others, as her working occupation would front to profess? One may consider to think, for Amanda only using emotions to manipulate to receive a value she isn’t carrying and hasn’t earned, and is thus stealing from me, at the very least, that she is ensuring she will always have work as a therapist/ counselor. (Faux, though), Her caring sans integrity does not heal. Put a band-aid on it for a fee! You Betcha! Mean wile, push the third person, she and the phony mother client, out, with a slanted and skewed observational effort “two-x-too.” Like I said, Amanda has a point for an enthusiastic dog to not be off leash in a public building, and so do I to reveal her overstepping boundaries with a false license to parade care as she steals from me in a hypocritical manner. As an authoritative mother-figure that I do not need, and which I NO DOUBT appalled, ON PURPOSE, with my deft and indelible pushback and reasserting boundaries not to be spoken too, or about, with perpetrated malfeasance and/or treating me as if I am (your projected) stupid (ability), to portend to NOT to be Amanda’s people-pleasing whipping post to squat her loathsome ill-thought-out “Lot” on me, to please vainly, as you can see, there was never any roi, return on investment, or further, be dismayed by Amanda’s fraught emotions and reasoning skills, and socially triangulated tactics if I displease her self-serving entitlement for hypocrisy. Simple solution, accept life is not perfect. Don’t be overly fussy. Use the door in your command. Don’t create a theatrical scene, particularly to steal virtuous attributes “you” are not toting. Don’t demand or portend to strong arm people if another person is not perfect for you, as you may get a strong arm back* (See the notation of harassment by Amanda’s client, prompted by Amanda’s open door swinging swill to APPARENTLY (re apparent lie) resolve the stated matter at hand by and bye doing NOTHING in pinky finger fashion at her command). I think I have demonstrated by merely skimming the surface of my thoughts about this matter in reflection, that if Amanda wants perfection, Amanda better come perfect as this is a 2 way street with me. Further, if Amanda is going to exact a loss of convenience from me, she will reap one, too, by losing the point she is either willfully suffering a delusion about her contribution to life by thinking of others, and following her own adjunct rules, to remove the furniture, in toto from the public hallway and pathway of egress. An other option, is to leave things as they are. I would not anticipate anymore complaints, and no stalking and whispering in my ear from Amanda’s clients that I am a “bitch.” I am not a delusional, lying, malfeasant, triangulating on my aplomb blind-spot in order to dominate under the pretense of carefully caring person with a slap-ass bitch-face that I can’t see whether the dumb-fuck and dumb-buck is “coming or going.” Thats for fucking damn sure! Pick your poison, choose your path. Any recrimination on my work and ability to work going forward will be met with further and in depth, intelligent razing, as I build my case to expand, legally, if necessary.

SAME!!!!😢

@@rakheepatel9212me too! I need to step away. It triggers some bad feelings and memories.

Wow! That you SAID that! Just Wow! Very cool!

Same!

My mother has been the worst

February 22, 2024 To whom it may concern, Amanda is upset that I am not following her rules for having my dog on a leash as we exit the building. You may say she has a point, it is not the only point. Amanda, as a therapy counselor acts like an authoritative mother with me. She is not my mother. She demands an exacting perfection to her rules from me. Amanda is not perfect, and does not deserve perfection from me. This is my point of view. Further, if Amanda wants perfection, she may start with herself. I explained to Amanda, although I doubt she will remember.* I particularly do Not put a dog on a leash if I am carrying heavy boxes, and things, and particularly going downstairs, to protect my ability to work with my physicality and the product I am carrying. I am only ONE person, pulling the weight of 2, to afford to live in this economy, I mentioned this to Amanda verbally, too. *I doubt Amanda will remember anything in her selective presentation to the owner of the building, as her parting conversation was that she will “just” contact _____. I said ‘Excellent,’ even toned and turned to leave for my appointments. Amanda, as a therapy counselor acts like an authoritative mother with me. She is not my mother. She demands an exacting perfection to her rules from me. Amanda is not perfect, and does not deserve perfection from me. This is my point of view, and the On Point pushback. Amanda stated the dog had to be on a leash, next to a renter who has a dog, that is also never on a leash, whom I am sure overheard the conversation in the hall way. I adamantly stated the dog does Not need to be on a leash. We cycled, and repeated our statements twice. Amanda’s client chimed in standing outside the door to Amanda’s office, about the opportunity for the client to rebuke me if the dog is jumping on the child. This didn’t happen. This future-faking to be a suffering contingency in advance ambulance-chaser on me, in relation to my dog jumping on the child, did not happen. What did happen is Amanda flapped the door, without closing it. Amanda flapped her mouth putting me in a position to listen to her (b.s., as I will explain..) or fetch the dog, on repeat, Flap the door without closing it, or Flap her mouth and fill my ears with her obdurate “conscientious” bull-shit. It made fetching the dog a distracted task. Before getting to the crux of the problem with Amanda’s, over-arching, authoritative, “Foundational Mother of Compassionate and Caring Origin” crafted-persona that overtly is sensitive and caring ONLY FOR THE MONEY, lets discuss her flying-monkey client, that was exiting down the hallway and out the door. She was walking in a slow, paced manner to emphasize her presence. I passed her, once we got past the road blockage of Amanda’s 4 puffy chairs in the hallway. When I got to the door to exit, her client, harassed me, by calling me a “bitch.” The front door sticks, I paused at dislodging it open, raised an eyebrow, and could see her client in my periphery, as she could see me, and further commented that I “heard that correctly.” Before I opened the door, and now Amanda’s client is in front of me, at the door, I suggest to the side of her face, that she Was the bitch. She looked at me and said that she is “Bitchy” with a menacing face. I concurred without saying anything. The verbal exchange was even toned, and some what low in audible pitch and measured, and continued that way outside the door. Now I should mention, When Amanda’s client chimed in, obviously siding with Amanda, FOR THE MONEY, and one can say, even triangulating to amplify her apparent dismay, and even Amanda’s flapping of door and flapping on without closing the door, was to build a case for all to see her discomfort, vs getting the “offending” dog out of Amanda’s space and keeping it that way.** Amanda’s client was throwing a verbal brick-bat at me, I said it was my right to be upset, and further, if “you” are going to start something, “you” don’t expect (me) to finish it (?) This does not seem like a fair gam game to me. It is one-way triangulation without honest resolution. Let us remember that. Let’s also consider that Amanda is using emotions for manipulation because she refuses to think it thru, in all her caring two x too, which is obvious before my dog ever got to her office door, or myself. **Close the door and get the dog out of her space, vs Flapping the door and Flapping her mouth like an over-stepping of boundary Authoritative Mother demanding perfection of me to her “RULES” of thinking of others, that she herself, does not apply holistically, amounting to selective picking and choosing again, with a dash of entitlement for a huge dose of hypocrisy in the fine-nail / final action of stealing value and value able attributes from me, under the guise of her self-pronounced 360 virtue / of caring for others thru and thru. I might mention here, her blind husband, navigates to her office, to have a fond conversation, slow paced and dawdling, telling affectionate jokes, with, most likely a woman, and one has to ask, or ponder, why not have this fond conversation with this fond person at home? I think it is because Amanda acts as his mother, too. As for me, I was unpicking stitches in my office. It is a quiet activity. Her husband didn’t know I was there, after regular business hours. Yes, I swore in her showy demand for unearned dominance over me. I showed my being rail-roaded discontent, too, and not apathetically. For this, I have no apology. The emotions ring true. I have taken pictures of the path of egress, narrowed significantly on its own, with Amanda’s 4 puffy chairs, and narrowed to impass if someone is seated there. This is not to Fire and Safety code standards. This is not Fire Marshall approved. This is not OSHA approved. I can call and get someone to look at this, for a hopeful fee, and violation fee. I will list Amanda as first contact at her place of business, and ____ second, to make sure a violation fee is applied. Do I need to expound on this dysfunctional path of egress imposed in the public space for Amanda and her client’s convenience, that also stand to harass me at a place where I work and pay rent, to work without her obdurate, hypocritical, and overtly “sensitive and caring” front to steal, value & value able attributes that are not held by Amanda for Real, And at her co-dependent social convenience, ***IS NOT Generously thinking of others, as her working occupation would front to profess? One may consider to think, for Amanda only using emotions to manipulate to receive a value she isn’t carrying and hasn’t earned, and is thus stealing from me, at the very least, that she is ensuring she will always have work as a therapist/ counselor. (Faux, though), Her caring sans integrity does not heal. Put a band-aid on it for a fee! You Betcha! Mean wile, push the third person, she and the phony mother client, out, with a slanted and skewed observational effort “two-x-too.” Like I said, Amanda has a point for an enthusiastic dog to not be off leash in a public building, and so do I to reveal her overstepping boundaries with a false license to parade care as she steals from me in a hypocritical manner. As an authoritative mother-figure that I do not need, and which I NO DOUBT appalled, ON PURPOSE, with my deft and indelible pushback and reasserting boundaries not to be spoken too, or about, with perpetrated malfeasance and/or treating me as if I am (your projected) stupid (ability), to portend to NOT to be Amanda’s people-pleasing whipping post to squat her loathsome ill-thought-out “Lot” on me, to please vainly, as you can see, there was never any roi, return on investment, or further, be dismayed by Amanda’s fraught emotions and reasoning skills, and socially triangulated tactics if I displease her self-serving entitlement for hypocrisy. Simple solution, accept life is not perfect. Don’t be overly fussy. Use the door in your command. Don’t create a theatrical scene, particularly to steal virtuous attributes “you” are not toting. Don’t demand or portend to strong arm people if another person is not perfect for you, as you may get a strong arm back* (See the notation of harassment by Amanda’s client, prompted by Amanda’s open door swinging swill to APPARENTLY (re apparent lie) resolve the stated matter at hand by and bye doing NOTHING in pinky finger fashion at her command). I think I have demonstrated by merely skimming the surface of my thoughts about this matter in reflection, that if Amanda wants perfection, Amanda better come perfect as this is a 2 way street with me. Further, if Amanda is going to exact a loss of convenience from me, she will reap one, too, by losing the point she is either willfully suffering a delusion about her contribution to life by thinking of others, and following her own adjunct rules, to remove the furniture, in toto from the public hallway and pathway of egress. An other option, is to leave things as they are. I would not anticipate anymore complaints, and no stalking and whispering in my ear from Amanda’s clients that I am a “bitch.” I am not a delusional, lying, malfeasant, triangulating on my aplomb blind-spot in order to dominate under the pretense of carefully caring person with a slap-ass bitch-face that I can’t see whether the dumb-fuck and dumb-buck is “coming or going.” Thats for fucking damn sure! Pick your poison, choose your path. Any recrimination on my work and ability to work going forward will be met with further and in depth, intelligent razing, as I build my case to expand, legally, if necessary.

February 22, 2024 To whom it may concern, Amanda is upset that I am not following her rules for having my dog on a leash as we exit the building. You may say she has a point, it is not the only point. Amanda, as a therapy counselor acts like an authoritative mother with me. She is not my mother. She demands an exacting perfection to her rules from me. Amanda is not perfect, and does not deserve perfection from me. This is my point of view. Further, if Amanda wants perfection, she may start with herself. I explained to Amanda, although I doubt she will remember.* I particularly do Not put a dog on a leash if I am carrying heavy boxes, and things, and particularly going downstairs, to protect my ability to work with my physicality and the product I am carrying. I am only ONE person, pulling the weight of 2, to afford to live in this economy, I mentioned this to Amanda verbally, too. *I doubt Amanda will remember anything in her selective presentation to the owner of the building, as her parting conversation was that she will “just” contact _____. I said ‘Excellent,’ even toned and turned to leave for my appointments. Amanda, as a therapy counselor acts like an authoritative mother with me. She is not my mother. She demands an exacting perfection to her rules from me. Amanda is not perfect, and does not deserve perfection from me. This is my point of view, and the On Point pushback. Amanda stated the dog had to be on a leash, next to a renter who has a dog, that is also never on a leash, whom I am sure overheard the conversation in the hall way. I adamantly stated the dog does Not need to be on a leash. We cycled, and repeated our statements twice. Amanda’s client chimed in standing outside the door to Amanda’s office, about the opportunity for the client to rebuke me if the dog is jumping on the child. This didn’t happen. This future-faking to be a suffering contingency in advance ambulance-chaser on me, in relation to my dog jumping on the child, did not happen. What did happen is Amanda flapped the door, without closing it. Amanda flapped her mouth putting me in a position to listen to her (b.s., as I will explain..) or fetch the dog, on repeat, Flap the door without closing it, or Flap her mouth and fill my ears with her obdurate “conscientious” bull-shit. It made fetching the dog a distracted task. Before getting to the crux of the problem with Amanda’s, over-arching, authoritative, “Foundational Mother of Compassionate and Caring Origin” crafted-persona that overtly is sensitive and caring ONLY FOR THE MONEY, lets discuss her flying-monkey client, that was exiting down the hallway and out the door. She was walking in a slow, paced manner to emphasize her presence. I passed her, once we got past the road blockage of Amanda’s 4 puffy chairs in the hallway. When I got to the door to exit, her client, harassed me, by calling me a “bitch.” The front door sticks, I paused at dislodging it open, raised an eyebrow, and could see her client in my periphery, as she could see me, and further commented that I “heard that correctly.” Before I opened the door, and now Amanda’s client is in front of me, at the door, I suggest to the side of her face, that she Was the bitch. She looked at me and said that she is “Bitchy” with a menacing face. I concurred without saying anything. The verbal exchange was even toned, and some what low in audible pitch and measured, and continued that way outside the door. Now I should mention, When Amanda’s client chimed in, obviously siding with Amanda, FOR THE MONEY, and one can say, even triangulating to amplify her apparent dismay, and even Amanda’s flapping of door and flapping on without closing the door, was to build a case for all to see her discomfort, vs getting the “offending” dog out of Amanda’s space and keeping it that way.** Amanda’s client was throwing a verbal brick-bat at me, I said it was my right to be upset, and further, if “you” are going to start something, “you” don’t expect (me) to finish it (?) This does not seem like a fair gam game to me. It is one-way triangulation without honest resolution. Let us remember that. Let’s also consider that Amanda is using emotions for manipulation because she refuses to think it thru, in all her caring two x too, which is obvious before my dog ever got to her office door, or myself. **Close the door and get the dog out of her space, vs Flapping the door and Flapping her mouth like an over-stepping of boundary Authoritative Mother demanding perfection of me to her “RULES” of thinking of others, that she herself, does not apply holistically, amounting to selective picking and choosing again, with a dash of entitlement for a huge dose of hypocrisy in the fine-nail / final action of stealing value and value able attributes from me, under the guise of her self-pronounced 360 virtue / of caring for others thru and thru. I might mention here, her blind husband, navigates to her office, to have a fond conversation, slow paced and dawdling, telling affectionate jokes, with, most likely a woman, and one has to ask, or ponder, why not have this fond conversation with this fond person at home? I think it is because Amanda acts as his mother, too. As for me, I was unpicking stitches in my office. It is a quiet activity. Her husband didn’t know I was there, after regular business hours. Yes, I swore in her showy demand for unearned dominance over me. I showed my being rail-roaded discontent, too, and not apathetically. For this, I have no apology. The emotions ring true. I have taken pictures of the path of egress, narrowed significantly on its own, with Amanda’s 4 puffy chairs, and narrowed to impass if someone is seated there. This is not to Fire and Safety code standards. This is not Fire Marshall approved. This is not OSHA approved. I can call and get someone to look at this, for a hopeful fee, and violation fee. I will list Amanda as first contact at her place of business, and ____ second, to make sure a violation fee is applied. Do I need to expound on this dysfunctional path of egress imposed in the public space for Amanda and her client’s convenience, that also stand to harass me at a place where I work and pay rent, to work without her obdurate, hypocritical, and overtly “sensitive and caring” front to steal, value & value able attributes that are not held by Amanda for Real, And at her co-dependent social convenience, ***IS NOT Generously thinking of others, as her working occupation would front to profess? One may consider to think, for Amanda only using emotions to manipulate to receive a value she isn’t carrying and hasn’t earned, and is thus stealing from me, at the very least, that she is ensuring she will always have work as a therapist/ counselor. (Faux, though), Her caring sans integrity does not heal. Put a band-aid on it for a fee! You Betcha! Mean wile, push the third person, she and the phony mother client, out, with a slanted and skewed observational effort “two-x-too.” Like I said, Amanda has a point for an enthusiastic dog to not be off leash in a public building, and so do I to reveal her overstepping boundaries with a false license to parade care as she steals from me in a hypocritical manner. As an authoritative mother-figure that I do not need, and which I NO DOUBT appalled, ON PURPOSE, with my deft and indelible pushback and reasserting boundaries not to be spoken too, or about, with perpetrated malfeasance and/or treating me as if I am (your projected) stupid (ability), to portend to NOT to be Amanda’s people-pleasing whipping post to squat her loathsome ill-thought-out “Lot” on me, to please vainly, as you can see, there was never any roi, return on investment, or further, be dismayed by Amanda’s fraught emotions and reasoning skills, and socially triangulated tactics if I displease her self-serving entitlement for hypocrisy. Simple solution, accept life is not perfect. Don’t be overly fussy. Use the door in your command. Don’t create a theatrical scene, particularly to steal virtuous attributes “you” are not toting. Don’t demand or portend to strong arm people if another person is not perfect for you, as you may get a strong arm back* (See the notation of harassment by Amanda’s client, prompted by Amanda’s open door swinging swill to APPARENTLY (re apparent lie) resolve the stated matter at hand by and bye doing NOTHING in pinky finger fashion at her command). I think I have demonstrated by merely skimming the surface of my thoughts about this matter in reflection, that if Amanda wants perfection, Amanda better come perfect as this is a 2 way street with me. Further, if Amanda is going to exact a loss of convenience from me, she will reap one, too, by losing the point she is either willfully suffering a delusion about her contribution to life by thinking of others, and following her own adjunct rules, to remove the furniture, in toto from the public hallway and pathway of egress. An other option, is to leave things as they are. I would not anticipate anymore complaints, and no stalking and whispering in my ear from Amanda’s clients that I am a “bitch.” I am not a delusional, lying, malfeasant, triangulating on my aplomb blind-spot in order to dominate under the pretense of carefully caring person with a slap-ass bitch-face that I can’t see whether the dumb-fuck and dumb-buck is “coming or going.” Thats for fucking damn sure! Pick your poison, choose your path. Any recrimination on my work and ability to work going forward will be met with further and in depth, intelligent razing, as I build my case to expand, legally, if necessary.

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February 22, 2024 To whom it may concern, Amanda is upset that I am not following her rules for having my dog on a leash as we exit the building. You may say she has a point, it is not the only point. Amanda, as a therapy counselor acts like an authoritative mother with me. She is not my mother. She demands an exacting perfection to her rules from me. Amanda is not perfect, and does not deserve perfection from me. This is my point of view. Further, if Amanda wants perfection, she may start with herself. I explained to Amanda, although I doubt she will remember.* I particularly do Not put a dog on a leash if I am carrying heavy boxes, and things, and particularly going downstairs, to protect my ability to work with my physicality and the product I am carrying. I am only ONE person, pulling the weight of 2, to afford to live in this economy, I mentioned this to Amanda verbally, too. *I doubt Amanda will remember anything in her selective presentation to the owner of the building, as her parting conversation was that she will “just” contact _____. I said ‘Excellent,’ even toned and turned to leave for my appointments. Amanda, as a therapy counselor acts like an authoritative mother with me. She is not my mother. She demands an exacting perfection to her rules from me. Amanda is not perfect, and does not deserve perfection from me. This is my point of view, and the On Point pushback. Amanda stated the dog had to be on a leash, next to a renter who has a dog, that is also never on a leash, whom I am sure overheard the conversation in the hall way. I adamantly stated the dog does Not need to be on a leash. We cycled, and repeated our statements twice. Amanda’s client chimed in standing outside the door to Amanda’s office, about the opportunity for the client to rebuke me if the dog is jumping on the child. This didn’t happen. This future-faking to be a suffering contingency in advance ambulance-chaser on me, in relation to my dog jumping on the child, did not happen. What did happen is Amanda flapped the door, without closing it. Amanda flapped her mouth putting me in a position to listen to her (b.s., as I will explain..) or fetch the dog, on repeat, Flap the door without closing it, or Flap her mouth and fill my ears with her obdurate “conscientious” bull-shit. It made fetching the dog a distracted task. Before getting to the crux of the problem with Amanda’s, over-arching, authoritative, “Foundational Mother of Compassionate and Caring Origin” crafted-persona that overtly is sensitive and caring ONLY FOR THE MONEY, lets discuss her flying-monkey client, that was exiting down the hallway and out the door. She was walking in a slow, paced manner to emphasize her presence. I passed her, once we got past the road blockage of Amanda’s 4 puffy chairs in the hallway. When I got to the door to exit, her client, harassed me, by calling me a “bitch.” The front door sticks, I paused at dislodging it open, raised an eyebrow, and could see her client in my periphery, as she could see me, and further commented that I “heard that correctly.” Before I opened the door, and now Amanda’s client is in front of me, at the door, I suggest to the side of her face, that she Was the bitch. She looked at me and said that she is “Bitchy” with a menacing face. I concurred without saying anything. The verbal exchange was even toned, and some what low in audible pitch and measured, and continued that way outside the door. Now I should mention, When Amanda’s client chimed in, obviously siding with Amanda, FOR THE MONEY, and one can say, even triangulating to amplify her apparent dismay, and even Amanda’s flapping of door and flapping on without closing the door, was to build a case for all to see her discomfort, vs getting the “offending” dog out of Amanda’s space and keeping it that way.** Amanda’s client was throwing a verbal brick-bat at me, I said it was my right to be upset, and further, if “you” are going to start something, “you” don’t expect (me) to finish it (?) This does not seem like a fair gam game to me. It is one-way triangulation without honest resolution. Let us remember that. Let’s also consider that Amanda is using emotions for manipulation because she refuses to think it thru, in all her caring two x too, which is obvious before my dog ever got to her office door, or myself. **Close the door and get the dog out of her space, vs Flapping the door and Flapping her mouth like an over-stepping of boundary Authoritative Mother demanding perfection of me to her “RULES” of thinking of others, that she herself, does not apply holistically, amounting to selective picking and choosing again, with a dash of entitlement for a huge dose of hypocrisy in the fine-nail / final action of stealing value and value able attributes from me, under the guise of her self-pronounced 360 virtue / of caring for others thru and thru. I might mention here, her blind husband, navigates to her office, to have a fond conversation, slow paced and dawdling, telling affectionate jokes, with, most likely a woman, and one has to ask, or ponder, why not have this fond conversation with this fond person at home? I think it is because Amanda acts as his mother, too. As for me, I was unpicking stitches in my office. It is a quiet activity. Her husband didn’t know I was there, after regular business hours. Yes, I swore in her showy demand for unearned dominance over me. I showed my being rail-roaded discontent, too, and not apathetically. For this, I have no apology. The emotions ring true. I have taken pictures of the path of egress, narrowed significantly on its own, with Amanda’s 4 puffy chairs, and narrowed to impass if someone is seated there. This is not to Fire and Safety code standards. This is not Fire Marshall approved. This is not OSHA approved. I can call and get someone to look at this, for a hopeful fee, and violation fee. I will list Amanda as first contact at her place of business, and ____ second, to make sure a violation fee is applied. Do I need to expound on this dysfunctional path of egress imposed in the public space for Amanda and her client’s convenience, that also stand to harass me at a place where I work and pay rent, to work without her obdurate, hypocritical, and overtly “sensitive and caring” front to steal, value & value able attributes that are not held by Amanda for Real, And at her co-dependent social convenience, ***IS NOT Generously thinking of others, as her working occupation would front to profess? One may consider to think, for Amanda only using emotions to manipulate to receive a value she isn’t carrying and hasn’t earned, and is thus stealing from me, at the very least, that she is ensuring she will always have work as a therapist/ counselor. (Faux, though), Her caring sans integrity does not heal. Put a band-aid on it for a fee! You Betcha! Mean wile, push the third person, she and the phony mother client, out, with a slanted and skewed observational effort “two-x-too.” Like I said, Amanda has a point for an enthusiastic dog to not be off leash in a public building, and so do I to reveal her overstepping boundaries with a false license to parade care as she steals from me in a hypocritical manner. As an authoritative mother-figure that I do not need, and which I NO DOUBT appalled, ON PURPOSE, with my deft and indelible pushback and reasserting boundaries not to be spoken too, or about, with perpetrated malfeasance and/or treating me as if I am (your projected) stupid (ability), to portend to NOT to be Amanda’s people-pleasing whipping post to squat her loathsome ill-thought-out “Lot” on me, to please vainly, as you can see, there was never any roi, return on investment, or further, be dismayed by Amanda’s fraught emotions and reasoning skills, and socially triangulated tactics if I displease her self-serving entitlement for hypocrisy. Simple solution, accept life is not perfect. Don’t be overly fussy. Use the door in your command. Don’t create a theatrical scene, particularly to steal virtuous attributes “you” are not toting. Don’t demand or portend to strong arm people if another person is not perfect for you, as you may get a strong arm back* (See the notation of harassment by Amanda’s client, prompted by Amanda’s open door swinging swill to APPARENTLY (re apparent lie) resolve the stated matter at hand by and bye doing NOTHING in pinky finger fashion at her command). I think I have demonstrated by merely skimming the surface of my thoughts about this matter in reflection, that if Amanda wants perfection, Amanda better come perfect as this is a 2 way street with me. Further, if Amanda is going to exact a loss of convenience from me, she will reap one, too, by losing the point she is either willfully suffering a delusion about her contribution to life by thinking of others, and following her own adjunct rules, to remove the furniture, in toto from the public hallway and pathway of egress. An other option, is to leave things as they are. I would not anticipate anymore complaints, and no stalking and whispering in my ear from Amanda’s clients that I am a “bitch.” I am not a delusional, lying, malfeasant, triangulating on my aplomb blind-spot in order to dominate under the pretense of carefully caring person with a slap-ass bitch-face that I can’t see whether the dumb-fuck and dumb-buck is “coming or going.” Thats for fucking damn sure! Pick your poison, choose your path. Any recrimination on my work and ability to work going forward will be met with further and in depth, intelligent razing, as I build my case to expand, legally, if necessary.

February 22, 2024 To whom it may concern, Amanda is upset that I am not following her rules for having my dog on a leash as we exit the building. You may say she has a point, it is not the only point. Amanda, as a therapy counselor acts like an authoritative mother with me. She is not my mother. She demands an exacting perfection to her rules from me. Amanda is not perfect, and does not deserve perfection from me. This is my point of view. Further, if Amanda wants perfection, she may start with herself. I explained to Amanda, although I doubt she will remember.* I particularly do Not put a dog on a leash if I am carrying heavy boxes, and things, and particularly going downstairs, to protect my ability to work with my physicality and the product I am carrying. I am only ONE person, pulling the weight of 2, to afford to live in this economy, I mentioned this to Amanda verbally, too. *I doubt Amanda will remember anything in her selective presentation to the owner of the building, as her parting conversation was that she will “just” contact _____. I said ‘Excellent,’ even toned and turned to leave for my appointments. Amanda, as a therapy counselor acts like an authoritative mother with me. She is not my mother. She demands an exacting perfection to her rules from me. Amanda is not perfect, and does not deserve perfection from me. This is my point of view, and the On Point pushback. Amanda stated the dog had to be on a leash, next to a renter who has a dog, that is also never on a leash, whom I am sure overheard the conversation in the hall way. I adamantly stated the dog does Not need to be on a leash. We cycled, and repeated our statements twice. Amanda’s client chimed in standing outside the door to Amanda’s office, about the opportunity for the client to rebuke me if the dog is jumping on the child. This didn’t happen. This future-faking to be a suffering contingency in advance ambulance-chaser on me, in relation to my dog jumping on the child, did not happen. What did happen is Amanda flapped the door, without closing it. Amanda flapped her mouth putting me in a position to listen to her (b.s., as I will explain..) or fetch the dog, on repeat, Flap the door without closing it, or Flap her mouth and fill my ears with her obdurate “conscientious” bull-shit. It made fetching the dog a distracted task. Before getting to the crux of the problem with Amanda’s, over-arching, authoritative, “Foundational Mother of Compassionate and Caring Origin” crafted-persona that overtly is sensitive and caring ONLY FOR THE MONEY, lets discuss her flying-monkey client, that was exiting down the hallway and out the door. She was walking in a slow, paced manner to emphasize her presence. I passed her, once we got past the road blockage of Amanda’s 4 puffy chairs in the hallway. When I got to the door to exit, her client, harassed me, by calling me a “bitch.” The front door sticks, I paused at dislodging it open, raised an eyebrow, and could see her client in my periphery, as she could see me, and further commented that I “heard that correctly.” Before I opened the door, and now Amanda’s client is in front of me, at the door, I suggest to the side of her face, that she Was the bitch. She looked at me and said that she is “Bitchy” with a menacing face. I concurred without saying anything. The verbal exchange was even toned, and some what low in audible pitch and measured, and continued that way outside the door. Now I should mention, When Amanda’s client chimed in, obviously siding with Amanda, FOR THE MONEY, and one can say, even triangulating to amplify her apparent dismay, and even Amanda’s flapping of door and flapping on without closing the door, was to build a case for all to see her discomfort, vs getting the “offending” dog out of Amanda’s space and keeping it that way.** Amanda’s client was throwing a verbal brick-bat at me, I said it was my right to be upset, and further, if “you” are going to start something, “you” don’t expect (me) to finish it (?) This does not seem like a fair gam game to me. It is one-way triangulation without honest resolution. Let us remember that. Let’s also consider that Amanda is using emotions for manipulation because she refuses to think it thru, in all her caring two x too, which is obvious before my dog ever got to her office door, or myself. **Close the door and get the dog out of her space, vs Flapping the door and Flapping her mouth like an over-stepping of boundary Authoritative Mother demanding perfection of me to her “RULES” of thinking of others, that she herself, does not apply holistically, amounting to selective picking and choosing again, with a dash of entitlement for a huge dose of hypocrisy in the fine-nail / final action of stealing value and value able attributes from me, under the guise of her self-pronounced 360 virtue / of caring for others thru and thru. I might mention here, her blind husband, navigates to her office, to have a fond conversation, slow paced and dawdling, telling affectionate jokes, with, most likely a woman, and one has to ask, or ponder, why not have this fond conversation with this fond person at home? I think it is because Amanda acts as his mother, too. As for me, I was unpicking stitches in my office. It is a quiet activity. Her husband didn’t know I was there, after regular business hours. Yes, I swore in her showy demand for unearned dominance over me. I showed my being rail-roaded discontent, too, and not apathetically. For this, I have no apology. The emotions ring true. I have taken pictures of the path of egress, narrowed significantly on its own, with Amanda’s 4 puffy chairs, and narrowed to impass if someone is seated there. This is not to Fire and Safety code standards. This is not Fire Marshall approved. This is not OSHA approved. I can call and get someone to look at this, for a hopeful fee, and violation fee. I will list Amanda as first contact at her place of business, and ____ second, to make sure a violation fee is applied. Do I need to expound on this dysfunctional path of egress imposed in the public space for Amanda and her client’s convenience, that also stand to harass me at a place where I work and pay rent, to work without her obdurate, hypocritical, and overtly “sensitive and caring” front to steal, value & value able attributes that are not held by Amanda for Real, And at her co-dependent social convenience, ***IS NOT Generously thinking of others, as her working occupation would front to profess? One may consider to think, for Amanda only using emotions to manipulate to receive a value she isn’t carrying and hasn’t earned, and is thus stealing from me, at the very least, that she is ensuring she will always have work as a therapist/ counselor. (Faux, though), Her caring sans integrity does not heal. Put a band-aid on it for a fee! You Betcha! Mean wile, push the third person, she and the phony mother client, out, with a slanted and skewed observational effort “two-x-too.” Like I said, Amanda has a point for an enthusiastic dog to not be off leash in a public building, and so do I to reveal her overstepping boundaries with a false license to parade care as she steals from me in a hypocritical manner. As an authoritative mother-figure that I do not need, and which I NO DOUBT appalled, ON PURPOSE, with my deft and indelible pushback and reasserting boundaries not to be spoken too, or about, with perpetrated malfeasance and/or treating me as if I am (your projected) stupid (ability), to portend to NOT to be Amanda’s people-pleasing whipping post to squat her loathsome ill-thought-out “Lot” on me, to please vainly, as you can see, there was never any roi, return on investment, or further, be dismayed by Amanda’s fraught emotions and reasoning skills, and socially triangulated tactics if I displease her self-serving entitlement for hypocrisy. Simple solution, accept life is not perfect. Don’t be overly fussy. Use the door in your command. Don’t create a theatrical scene, particularly to steal virtuous attributes “you” are not toting. Don’t demand or portend to strong arm people if another person is not perfect for you, as you may get a strong arm back* (See the notation of harassment by Amanda’s client, prompted by Amanda’s open door swinging swill to APPARENTLY (re apparent lie) resolve the stated matter at hand by and bye doing NOTHING in pinky finger fashion at her command). I think I have demonstrated by merely skimming the surface of my thoughts about this matter in reflection, that if Amanda wants perfection, Amanda better come perfect as this is a 2 way street with me. Further, if Amanda is going to exact a loss of convenience from me, she will reap one, too, by losing the point she is either willfully suffering a delusion about her contribution to life by thinking of others, and following her own adjunct rules, to remove the furniture, in toto from the public hallway and pathway of egress. An other option, is to leave things as they are. I would not anticipate anymore complaints, and no stalking and whispering in my ear from Amanda’s clients that I am a “bitch.” I am not a delusional, lying, malfeasant, triangulating on my aplomb blind-spot in order to dominate under the pretense of carefully caring person with a slap-ass bitch-face that I can’t see whether the dumb-fuck and dumb-buck is “coming or going.” Thats for fucking damn sure! Pick your poison, choose your path. Any recrimination on my work and ability to work going forward will be met with further and in depth, intelligent razing, as I build my case to expand, legally, if necessary.

February 22, 2024 To whom it may concern, Amanda is upset that I am not following her rules for having my dog on a leash as we exit the building. You may say she has a point, it is not the only point. Amanda, as a therapy counselor acts like an authoritative mother with me. She is not my mother. She demands an exacting perfection to her rules from me. Amanda is not perfect, and does not deserve perfection from me. This is my point of view. Further, if Amanda wants perfection, she may start with herself. I explained to Amanda, although I doubt she will remember.* I particularly do Not put a dog on a leash if I am carrying heavy boxes, and things, and particularly going downstairs, to protect my ability to work with my physicality and the product I am carrying. I am only ONE person, pulling the weight of 2, to afford to live in this economy, I mentioned this to Amanda verbally, too. *I doubt Amanda will remember anything in her selective presentation to the owner of the building, as her parting conversation was that she will “just” contact _____. I said ‘Excellent,’ even toned and turned to leave for my appointments. Amanda, as a therapy counselor acts like an authoritative mother with me. She is not my mother. She demands an exacting perfection to her rules from me. Amanda is not perfect, and does not deserve perfection from me. This is my point of view, and the On Point pushback. Amanda stated the dog had to be on a leash, next to a renter who has a dog, that is also never on a leash, whom I am sure overheard the conversation in the hall way. I adamantly stated the dog does Not need to be on a leash. We cycled, and repeated our statements twice. Amanda’s client chimed in standing outside the door to Amanda’s office, about the opportunity for the client to rebuke me if the dog is jumping on the child. This didn’t happen. This future-faking to be a suffering contingency in advance ambulance-chaser on me, in relation to my dog jumping on the child, did not happen. What did happen is Amanda flapped the door, without closing it. Amanda flapped her mouth putting me in a position to listen to her (b.s., as I will explain..) or fetch the dog, on repeat, Flap the door without closing it, or Flap her mouth and fill my ears with her obdurate “conscientious” bull-shit. It made fetching the dog a distracted task. Before getting to the crux of the problem with Amanda’s, over-arching, authoritative, “Foundational Mother of Compassionate and Caring Origin” crafted-persona that overtly is sensitive and caring ONLY FOR THE MONEY, lets discuss her flying-monkey client, that was exiting down the hallway and out the door. She was walking in a slow, paced manner to emphasize her presence. I passed her, once we got past the road blockage of Amanda’s 4 puffy chairs in the hallway. When I got to the door to exit, her client, harassed me, by calling me a “bitch.” The front door sticks, I paused at dislodging it open, raised an eyebrow, and could see her client in my periphery, as she could see me, and further commented that I “heard that correctly.” Before I opened the door, and now Amanda’s client is in front of me, at the door, I suggest to the side of her face, that she Was the bitch. She looked at me and said that she is “Bitchy” with a menacing face. I concurred without saying anything. The verbal exchange was even toned, and some what low in audible pitch and measured, and continued that way outside the door. Now I should mention, When Amanda’s client chimed in, obviously siding with Amanda, FOR THE MONEY, and one can say, even triangulating to amplify her apparent dismay, and even Amanda’s flapping of door and flapping on without closing the door, was to build a case for all to see her discomfort, vs getting the “offending” dog out of Amanda’s space and keeping it that way.** Amanda’s client was throwing a verbal brick-bat at me, I said it was my right to be upset, and further, if “you” are going to start something, “you” don’t expect (me) to finish it (?) This does not seem like a fair gam game to me. It is one-way triangulation without honest resolution. Let us remember that. Let’s also consider that Amanda is using emotions for manipulation because she refuses to think it thru, in all her caring two x too, which is obvious before my dog ever got to her office door, or myself. **Close the door and get the dog out of her space, vs Flapping the door and Flapping her mouth like an over-stepping of boundary Authoritative Mother demanding perfection of me to her “RULES” of thinking of others, that she herself, does not apply holistically, amounting to selective picking and choosing again, with a dash of entitlement for a huge dose of hypocrisy in the fine-nail / final action of stealing value and value able attributes from me, under the guise of her self-pronounced 360 virtue / of caring for others thru and thru. I might mention here, her blind husband, navigates to her office, to have a fond conversation, slow paced and dawdling, telling affectionate jokes, with, most likely a woman, and one has to ask, or ponder, why not have this fond conversation with this fond person at home? I think it is because Amanda acts as his mother, too. As for me, I was unpicking stitches in my office. It is a quiet activity. Her husband didn’t know I was there, after regular business hours. Yes, I swore in her showy demand for unearned dominance over me. I showed my being rail-roaded discontent, too, and not apathetically. For this, I have no apology. The emotions ring true. I have taken pictures of the path of egress, narrowed significantly on its own, with Amanda’s 4 puffy chairs, and narrowed to impass if someone is seated there. This is not to Fire and Safety code standards. This is not Fire Marshall approved. This is not OSHA approved. I can call and get someone to look at this, for a hopeful fee, and violation fee. I will list Amanda as first contact at her place of business, and ____ second, to make sure a violation fee is applied. Do I need to expound on this dysfunctional path of egress imposed in the public space for Amanda and her client’s convenience, that also stand to harass me at a place where I work and pay rent, to work without her obdurate, hypocritical, and overtly “sensitive and caring” front to steal, value & value able attributes that are not held by Amanda for Real, And at her co-dependent social convenience, ***IS NOT Generously thinking of others, as her working occupation would front to profess? One may consider to think, for Amanda only using emotions to manipulate to receive a value she isn’t carrying and hasn’t earned, and is thus stealing from me, at the very least, that she is ensuring she will always have work as a therapist/ counselor. (Faux, though), Her caring sans integrity does not heal. Put a band-aid on it for a fee! You Betcha! Mean wile, push the third person, she and the phony mother client, out, with a slanted and skewed observational effort “two-x-too.” Like I said, Amanda has a point for an enthusiastic dog to not be off leash in a public building, and so do I to reveal her overstepping boundaries with a false license to parade care as she steals from me in a hypocritical manner. As an authoritative mother-figure that I do not need, and which I NO DOUBT appalled, ON PURPOSE, with my deft and indelible pushback and reasserting boundaries not to be spoken too, or about, with perpetrated malfeasance and/or treating me as if I am (your projected) stupid (ability), to portend to NOT to be Amanda’s people-pleasing whipping post to squat her loathsome ill-thought-out “Lot” on me, to please vainly, as you can see, there was never any roi, return on investment, or further, be dismayed by Amanda’s fraught emotions and reasoning skills, and socially triangulated tactics if I displease her self-serving entitlement for hypocrisy. Simple solution, accept life is not perfect. Don’t be overly fussy. Use the door in your command. Don’t create a theatrical scene, particularly to steal virtuous attributes “you” are not toting. Don’t demand or portend to strong arm people if another person is not perfect for you, as you may get a strong arm back* (See the notation of harassment by Amanda’s client, prompted by Amanda’s open door swinging swill to APPARENTLY (re apparent lie) resolve the stated matter at hand by and bye doing NOTHING in pinky finger fashion at her command). I think I have demonstrated by merely skimming the surface of my thoughts about this matter in reflection, that if Amanda wants perfection, Amanda better come perfect as this is a 2 way street with me. Further, if Amanda is going to exact a loss of convenience from me, she will reap one, too, by losing the point she is either willfully suffering a delusion about her contribution to life by thinking of others, and following her own adjunct rules, to remove the furniture, in toto from the public hallway and pathway of egress. An other option, is to leave things as they are. I would not anticipate anymore complaints, and no stalking and whispering in my ear from Amanda’s clients that I am a “bitch.” I am not a delusional, lying, malfeasant, triangulating on my aplomb blind-spot in order to dominate under the pretense of carefully caring person with a slap-ass bitch-face that I can’t see whether the dumb-fuck and dumb-buck is “coming or going.” Thats for fucking damn sure! Pick your poison, choose your path. Any recrimination on my work and ability to work going forward will be met with further and in depth, intelligent razing, as I build my case to expand, legally, if necessary.

I do believe Frank Lloyd Wright was also very narcissistic.

I had my summer friendship last summer. Now she has a new supply.

February 22, 2024 To whom it may concern, Amanda is upset that I am not following her rules for having my dog on a leash as we exit the building. You may say she has a point, it is not the only point. Amanda, as a therapy counselor acts like an authoritative mother with me. She is not my mother. She demands an exacting perfection to her rules from me. Amanda is not perfect, and does not deserve perfection from me. This is my point of view. Further, if Amanda wants perfection, she may start with herself. I explained to Amanda, although I doubt she will remember.* I particularly do Not put a dog on a leash if I am carrying heavy boxes, and things, and particularly going downstairs, to protect my ability to work with my physicality and the product I am carrying. I am only ONE person, pulling the weight of 2, to afford to live in this economy, I mentioned this to Amanda verbally, too. *I doubt Amanda will remember anything in her selective presentation to the owner of the building, as her parting conversation was that she will “just” contact _____. I said ‘Excellent,’ even toned and turned to leave for my appointments. Amanda, as a therapy counselor acts like an authoritative mother with me. She is not my mother. She demands an exacting perfection to her rules from me. Amanda is not perfect, and does not deserve perfection from me. This is my point of view, and the On Point pushback. Amanda stated the dog had to be on a leash, next to a renter who has a dog, that is also never on a leash, whom I am sure overheard the conversation in the hall way. I adamantly stated the dog does Not need to be on a leash. We cycled, and repeated our statements twice. Amanda’s client chimed in standing outside the door to Amanda’s office, about the opportunity for the client to rebuke me if the dog is jumping on the child. This didn’t happen. This future-faking to be a suffering contingency in advance ambulance-chaser on me, in relation to my dog jumping on the child, did not happen. What did happen is Amanda flapped the door, without closing it. Amanda flapped her mouth putting me in a position to listen to her (b.s., as I will explain..) or fetch the dog, on repeat, Flap the door without closing it, or Flap her mouth and fill my ears with her obdurate “conscientious” bull-shit. It made fetching the dog a distracted task. Before getting to the crux of the problem with Amanda’s, over-arching, authoritative, “Foundational Mother of Compassionate and Caring Origin” crafted-persona that overtly is sensitive and caring ONLY FOR THE MONEY, lets discuss her flying-monkey client, that was exiting down the hallway and out the door. She was walking in a slow, paced manner to emphasize her presence. I passed her, once we got past the road blockage of Amanda’s 4 puffy chairs in the hallway. When I got to the door to exit, her client, harassed me, by calling me a “bitch.” The front door sticks, I paused at dislodging it open, raised an eyebrow, and could see her client in my periphery, as she could see me, and further commented that I “heard that correctly.” Before I opened the door, and now Amanda’s client is in front of me, at the door, I suggest to the side of her face, that she Was the bitch. She looked at me and said that she is “Bitchy” with a menacing face. I concurred without saying anything. The verbal exchange was even toned, and some what low in audible pitch and measured, and continued that way outside the door. Now I should mention, When Amanda’s client chimed in, obviously siding with Amanda, FOR THE MONEY, and one can say, even triangulating to amplify her apparent dismay, and even Amanda’s flapping of door and flapping on without closing the door, was to build a case for all to see her discomfort, vs getting the “offending” dog out of Amanda’s space and keeping it that way.** Amanda’s client was throwing a verbal brick-bat at me, I said it was my right to be upset, and further, if “you” are going to start something, “you” don’t expect (me) to finish it (?) This does not seem like a fair gam game to me. It is one-way triangulation without honest resolution. Let us remember that. Let’s also consider that Amanda is using emotions for manipulation because she refuses to think it thru, in all her caring two x too, which is obvious before my dog ever got to her office door, or myself. **Close the door and get the dog out of her space, vs Flapping the door and Flapping her mouth like an over-stepping of boundary Authoritative Mother demanding perfection of me to her “RULES” of thinking of others, that she herself, does not apply holistically, amounting to selective picking and choosing again, with a dash of entitlement for a huge dose of hypocrisy in the fine-nail / final action of stealing value and value able attributes from me, under the guise of her self-pronounced 360 virtue / of caring for others thru and thru. I might mention here, her blind husband, navigates to her office, to have a fond conversation, slow paced and dawdling, telling affectionate jokes, with, most likely a woman, and one has to ask, or ponder, why not have this fond conversation with this fond person at home? I think it is because Amanda acts as his mother, too. As for me, I was unpicking stitches in my office. It is a quiet activity. Her husband didn’t know I was there, after regular business hours. Yes, I swore in her showy demand for unearned dominance over me. I showed my being rail-roaded discontent, too, and not apathetically. For this, I have no apology. The emotions ring true. I have taken pictures of the path of egress, narrowed significantly on its own, with Amanda’s 4 puffy chairs, and narrowed to impass if someone is seated there. This is not to Fire and Safety code standards. This is not Fire Marshall approved. This is not OSHA approved. I can call and get someone to look at this, for a hopeful fee, and violation fee. I will list Amanda as first contact at her place of business, and ____ second, to make sure a violation fee is applied. Do I need to expound on this dysfunctional path of egress imposed in the public space for Amanda and her client’s convenience, that also stand to harass me at a place where I work and pay rent, to work without her obdurate, hypocritical, and overtly “sensitive and caring” front to steal, value & value able attributes that are not held by Amanda for Real, And at her co-dependent social convenience, ***IS NOT Generously thinking of others, as her working occupation would front to profess? One may consider to think, for Amanda only using emotions to manipulate to receive a value she isn’t carrying and hasn’t earned, and is thus stealing from me, at the very least, that she is ensuring she will always have work as a therapist/ counselor. (Faux, though), Her caring sans integrity does not heal. Put a band-aid on it for a fee! You Betcha! Mean wile, push the third person, she and the phony mother client, out, with a slanted and skewed observational effort “two-x-too.” Like I said, Amanda has a point for an enthusiastic dog to not be off leash in a public building, and so do I to reveal her overstepping boundaries with a false license to parade care as she steals from me in a hypocritical manner. As an authoritative mother-figure that I do not need, and which I NO DOUBT appalled, ON PURPOSE, with my deft and indelible pushback and reasserting boundaries not to be spoken too, or about, with perpetrated malfeasance and/or treating me as if I am (your projected) stupid (ability), to portend to NOT to be Amanda’s people-pleasing whipping post to squat her loathsome ill-thought-out “Lot” on me, to please vainly, as you can see, there was never any roi, return on investment, or further, be dismayed by Amanda’s fraught emotions and reasoning skills, and socially triangulated tactics if I displease her self-serving entitlement for hypocrisy. Simple solution, accept life is not perfect. Don’t be overly fussy. Use the door in your command. Don’t create a theatrical scene, particularly to steal virtuous attributes “you” are not toting. Don’t demand or portend to strong arm people if another person is not perfect for you, as you may get a strong arm back* (See the notation of harassment by Amanda’s client, prompted by Amanda’s open door swinging swill to APPARENTLY (re apparent lie) resolve the stated matter at hand by and bye doing NOTHING in pinky finger fashion at her command). I think I have demonstrated by merely skimming the surface of my thoughts about this matter in reflection, that if Amanda wants perfection, Amanda better come perfect as this is a 2 way street with me. Further, if Amanda is going to exact a loss of convenience from me, she will reap one, too, by losing the point she is either willfully suffering a delusion about her contribution to life by thinking of others, and following her own adjunct rules, to remove the furniture, in toto from the public hallway and pathway of egress. An other option, is to leave things as they are. I would not anticipate anymore complaints, and no stalking and whispering in my ear from Amanda’s clients that I am a “bitch.” I am not a delusional, lying, malfeasant, triangulating on my aplomb blind-spot in order to dominate under the pretense of carefully caring person with a slap-ass bitch-face that I can’t see whether the dumb-fuck and dumb-buck is “coming or going.” Thats for fucking damn sure! Pick your poison, choose your path. Any recrimination on my work and ability to work going forward will be met with further and in depth, intelligent razing, as I build my case to expand, legally, if necessary.

You miss the beginning but not the end (I am sure of it). You have to tell yourself (because it is the truth) the person you saw and experienced sadly never existed ... The person you saw in the end it the reality. But yeah trauma bond is real but give it time and realize with whom you really dealed ... Do you really want that cruel, dishonest, controlling and disrespectful person back? Are you not better off without him? Enjoy your life, your freedom - just be happy and most important of all love yourself!

@@IsabellaPiesch no no i dont want him back hes just a response away …. I just try not to pay attention 🙂and watch dr ramini on repeat thanku❤️❤️

I promise you, you will get past these feelings and thoughts. It takes awhile, it is not easy but it will happen. I was with a N for 11 years and thought I would never get over it. But I AM over it, I am soooo over him and so happy it ended. I was single for 6 years, I dated off and on and then met another N and dated him for just over two years. I can’t believe I ended up in another relationship with this personality type BUT, I figured it out sooner this time and although I am heartbroken and very sad, I am not allowing myself to be abused anymore, I have so much more strength this time around and Yes, it will take me some time to heal from this one too but I am already seeing the light at the end of the tunnel after only a month or so of being out of it. I KNOW I will be fine. The only real sorrow I think I will hold onto is missing his sweet dog, I loved her, she loved me and my furry family and because of HIM we all lose. But there is a light at the end of the tunnel I Promise you! You will heal, you must focus on yourself and do the work though. You will survive and THRIVE.

Our brains are physiologically addicted to them and we need to detox from the “drug”. True story. Be patient. Self care. Learn about uoursekf and your own would. That’s where the answer and happiness lies. Within yourself.

Being shouted at is terrible, of course. But sometimes their non-verbal, or more sneaky passive-aggressive ways of communicating and putting you down can be just as destructive and actually more confusing, because it isn't so in your face.

No. I’ve known one narc that does not yell and she is scary AF. Her comments are brutal and relentless.

Im confused on this comment. To be clear it’s not with judgement. Just happen to read this . Is this what u think or heard from this podcast? 🩷

February 22, 2024 To whom it may concern, Amanda is upset that I am not following her rules for having my dog on a leash as we exit the building. You may say she has a point, it is not the only point. Amanda, as a therapy counselor acts like an authoritative mother with me. She is not my mother. She demands an exacting perfection to her rules from me. Amanda is not perfect, and does not deserve perfection from me. This is my point of view. Further, if Amanda wants perfection, she may start with herself. I explained to Amanda, although I doubt she will remember.* I particularly do Not put a dog on a leash if I am carrying heavy boxes, and things, and particularly going downstairs, to protect my ability to work with my physicality and the product I am carrying. I am only ONE person, pulling the weight of 2, to afford to live in this economy, I mentioned this to Amanda verbally, too. *I doubt Amanda will remember anything in her selective presentation to the owner of the building, as her parting conversation was that she will “just” contact _____. I said ‘Excellent,’ even toned and turned to leave for my appointments. Amanda, as a therapy counselor acts like an authoritative mother with me. She is not my mother. She demands an exacting perfection to her rules from me. Amanda is not perfect, and does not deserve perfection from me. This is my point of view, and the On Point pushback. Amanda stated the dog had to be on a leash, next to a renter who has a dog, that is also never on a leash, whom I am sure overheard the conversation in the hall way. I adamantly stated the dog does Not need to be on a leash. We cycled, and repeated our statements twice. Amanda’s client chimed in standing outside the door to Amanda’s office, about the opportunity for the client to rebuke me if the dog is jumping on the child. This didn’t happen. This future-faking to be a suffering contingency in advance ambulance-chaser on me, in relation to my dog jumping on the child, did not happen. What did happen is Amanda flapped the door, without closing it. Amanda flapped her mouth putting me in a position to listen to her (b.s., as I will explain..) or fetch the dog, on repeat, Flap the door without closing it, or Flap her mouth and fill my ears with her obdurate “conscientious” bull-shit. It made fetching the dog a distracted task. Before getting to the crux of the problem with Amanda’s, over-arching, authoritative, “Foundational Mother of Compassionate and Caring Origin” crafted-persona that overtly is sensitive and caring ONLY FOR THE MONEY, lets discuss her flying-monkey client, that was exiting down the hallway and out the door. She was walking in a slow, paced manner to emphasize her presence. I passed her, once we got past the road blockage of Amanda’s 4 puffy chairs in the hallway. When I got to the door to exit, her client, harassed me, by calling me a “bitch.” The front door sticks, I paused at dislodging it open, raised an eyebrow, and could see her client in my periphery, as she could see me, and further commented that I “heard that correctly.” Before I opened the door, and now Amanda’s client is in front of me, at the door, I suggest to the side of her face, that she Was the bitch. She looked at me and said that she is “Bitchy” with a menacing face. I concurred without saying anything. The verbal exchange was even toned, and some what low in audible pitch and measured, and continued that way outside the door. Now I should mention, When Amanda’s client chimed in, obviously siding with Amanda, FOR THE MONEY, and one can say, even triangulating to amplify her apparent dismay, and even Amanda’s flapping of door and flapping on without closing the door, was to build a case for all to see her discomfort, vs getting the “offending” dog out of Amanda’s space and keeping it that way.** Amanda’s client was throwing a verbal brick-bat at me, I said it was my right to be upset, and further, if “you” are going to start something, “you” don’t expect (me) to finish it (?) This does not seem like a fair gam game to me. It is one-way triangulation without honest resolution. Let us remember that. Let’s also consider that Amanda is using emotions for manipulation because she refuses to think it thru, in all her caring two x too, which is obvious before my dog ever got to her office door, or myself. **Close the door and get the dog out of her space, vs Flapping the door and Flapping her mouth like an over-stepping of boundary Authoritative Mother demanding perfection of me to her “RULES” of thinking of others, that she herself, does not apply holistically, amounting to selective picking and choosing again, with a dash of entitlement for a huge dose of hypocrisy in the fine-nail / final action of stealing value and value able attributes from me, under the guise of her self-pronounced 360 virtue / of caring for others thru and thru. I might mention here, her blind husband, navigates to her office, to have a fond conversation, slow paced and dawdling, telling affectionate jokes, with, most likely a woman, and one has to ask, or ponder, why not have this fond conversation with this fond person at home? I think it is because Amanda acts as his mother, too. As for me, I was unpicking stitches in my office. It is a quiet activity. Her husband didn’t know I was there, after regular business hours. Yes, I swore in her showy demand for unearned dominance over me. I showed my being rail-roaded discontent, too, and not apathetically. For this, I have no apology. The emotions ring true. I have taken pictures of the path of egress, narrowed significantly on its own, with Amanda’s 4 puffy chairs, and narrowed to impass if someone is seated there. This is not to Fire and Safety code standards. This is not Fire Marshall approved. This is not OSHA approved. I can call and get someone to look at this, for a hopeful fee, and violation fee. I will list Amanda as first contact at her place of business, and ____ second, to make sure a violation fee is applied. Do I need to expound on this dysfunctional path of egress imposed in the public space for Amanda and her client’s convenience, that also stand to harass me at a place where I work and pay rent, to work without her obdurate, hypocritical, and overtly “sensitive and caring” front to steal, value & value able attributes that are not held by Amanda for Real, And at her co-dependent social convenience, ***IS NOT Generously thinking of others, as her working occupation would front to profess? One may consider to think, for Amanda only using emotions to manipulate to receive a value she isn’t carrying and hasn’t earned, and is thus stealing from me, at the very least, that she is ensuring she will always have work as a therapist/ counselor. (Faux, though), Her caring sans integrity does not heal. Put a band-aid on it for a fee! You Betcha! Mean wile, push the third person, she and the phony mother client, out, with a slanted and skewed observational effort “two-x-too.” Like I said, Amanda has a point for an enthusiastic dog to not be off leash in a public building, and so do I to reveal her overstepping boundaries with a false license to parade care as she steals from me in a hypocritical manner. As an authoritative mother-figure that I do not need, and which I NO DOUBT appalled, ON PURPOSE, with my deft and indelible pushback and reasserting boundaries not to be spoken too, or about, with perpetrated malfeasance and/or treating me as if I am (your projected) stupid (ability), to portend to NOT to be Amanda’s people-pleasing whipping post to squat her loathsome ill-thought-out “Lot” on me, to please vainly, as you can see, there was never any roi, return on investment, or further, be dismayed by Amanda’s fraught emotions and reasoning skills, and socially triangulated tactics if I displease her self-serving entitlement for hypocrisy. Simple solution, accept life is not perfect. Don’t be overly fussy. Use the door in your command. Don’t create a theatrical scene, particularly to steal virtuous attributes “you” are not toting. Don’t demand or portend to strong arm people if another person is not perfect for you, as you may get a strong arm back* (See the notation of harassment by Amanda’s client, prompted by Amanda’s open door swinging swill to APPARENTLY (re apparent lie) resolve the stated matter at hand by and bye doing NOTHING in pinky finger fashion at her command). I think I have demonstrated by merely skimming the surface of my thoughts about this matter in reflection, that if Amanda wants perfection, Amanda better come perfect as this is a 2 way street with me. Further, if Amanda is going to exact a loss of convenience from me, she will reap one, too, by losing the point she is either willfully suffering a delusion about her contribution to life by thinking of others, and following her own adjunct rules, to remove the furniture, in toto from the public hallway and pathway of egress. An other option, is to leave things as they are. I would not anticipate anymore complaints, and no stalking and whispering in my ear from Amanda’s clients that I am a “bitch.” I am not a delusional, lying, malfeasant, triangulating on my aplomb blind-spot in order to dominate under the pretense of carefully caring person with a slap-ass bitch-face that I can’t see whether the dumb-fuck and dumb-buck is “coming or going.” Thats for fucking damn sure! Pick your poison, choose your path. Any recrimination on my work and ability to work going forward will be met with further and in depth, intelligent razing, as I build my case to expand, legally, if necessary.

February 22, 2024 To whom it may concern, Amanda is upset that I am not following her rules for having my dog on a leash as we exit the building. You may say she has a point, it is not the only point. Amanda, as a therapy counselor acts like an authoritative mother with me. She is not my mother. She demands an exacting perfection to her rules from me. Amanda is not perfect, and does not deserve perfection from me. This is my point of view. Further, if Amanda wants perfection, she may start with herself. I explained to Amanda, although I doubt she will remember.* I particularly do Not put a dog on a leash if I am carrying heavy boxes, and things, and particularly going downstairs, to protect my ability to work with my physicality and the product I am carrying. I am only ONE person, pulling the weight of 2, to afford to live in this economy, I mentioned this to Amanda verbally, too. *I doubt Amanda will remember anything in her selective presentation to the owner of the building, as her parting conversation was that she will “just” contact _____. I said ‘Excellent,’ even toned and turned to leave for my appointments. Amanda, as a therapy counselor acts like an authoritative mother with me. She is not my mother. She demands an exacting perfection to her rules from me. Amanda is not perfect, and does not deserve perfection from me. This is my point of view, and the On Point pushback. Amanda stated the dog had to be on a leash, next to a renter who has a dog, that is also never on a leash, whom I am sure overheard the conversation in the hall way. I adamantly stated the dog does Not need to be on a leash. We cycled, and repeated our statements twice. Amanda’s client chimed in standing outside the door to Amanda’s office, about the opportunity for the client to rebuke me if the dog is jumping on the child. This didn’t happen. This future-faking to be a suffering contingency in advance ambulance-chaser on me, in relation to my dog jumping on the child, did not happen. What did happen is Amanda flapped the door, without closing it. Amanda flapped her mouth putting me in a position to listen to her (b.s., as I will explain..) or fetch the dog, on repeat, Flap the door without closing it, or Flap her mouth and fill my ears with her obdurate “conscientious” bull-shit. It made fetching the dog a distracted task. Before getting to the crux of the problem with Amanda’s, over-arching, authoritative, “Foundational Mother of Compassionate and Caring Origin” crafted-persona that overtly is sensitive and caring ONLY FOR THE MONEY, lets discuss her flying-monkey client, that was exiting down the hallway and out the door. She was walking in a slow, paced manner to emphasize her presence. I passed her, once we got past the road blockage of Amanda’s 4 puffy chairs in the hallway. When I got to the door to exit, her client, harassed me, by calling me a “bitch.” The front door sticks, I paused at dislodging it open, raised an eyebrow, and could see her client in my periphery, as she could see me, and further commented that I “heard that correctly.” Before I opened the door, and now Amanda’s client is in front of me, at the door, I suggest to the side of her face, that she Was the bitch. She looked at me and said that she is “Bitchy” with a menacing face. I concurred without saying anything. The verbal exchange was even toned, and some what low in audible pitch and measured, and continued that way outside the door. Now I should mention, When Amanda’s client chimed in, obviously siding with Amanda, FOR THE MONEY, and one can say, even triangulating to amplify her apparent dismay, and even Amanda’s flapping of door and flapping on without closing the door, was to build a case for all to see her discomfort, vs getting the “offending” dog out of Amanda’s space and keeping it that way.** Amanda’s client was throwing a verbal brick-bat at me, I said it was my right to be upset, and further, if “you” are going to start something, “you” don’t expect (me) to finish it (?) This does not seem like a fair gam game to me. It is one-way triangulation without honest resolution. Let us remember that. Let’s also consider that Amanda is using emotions for manipulation because she refuses to think it thru, in all her caring two x too, which is obvious before my dog ever got to her office door, or myself. **Close the door and get the dog out of her space, vs Flapping the door and Flapping her mouth like an over-stepping of boundary Authoritative Mother demanding perfection of me to her “RULES” of thinking of others, that she herself, does not apply holistically, amounting to selective picking and choosing again, with a dash of entitlement for a huge dose of hypocrisy in the fine-nail / final action of stealing value and value able attributes from me, under the guise of her self-pronounced 360 virtue / of caring for others thru and thru. I might mention here, her blind husband, navigates to her office, to have a fond conversation, slow paced and dawdling, telling affectionate jokes, with, most likely a woman, and one has to ask, or ponder, why not have this fond conversation with this fond person at home? I think it is because Amanda acts as his mother, too. As for me, I was unpicking stitches in my office. It is a quiet activity. Her husband didn’t know I was there, after regular business hours. Yes, I swore in her showy demand for unearned dominance over me. I showed my being rail-roaded discontent, too, and not apathetically. For this, I have no apology. The emotions ring true. I have taken pictures of the path of egress, narrowed significantly on its own, with Amanda’s 4 puffy chairs, and narrowed to impass if someone is seated there. This is not to Fire and Safety code standards. This is not Fire Marshall approved. This is not OSHA approved. I can call and get someone to look at this, for a hopeful fee, and violation fee. I will list Amanda as first contact at her place of business, and ____ second, to make sure a violation fee is applied. Do I need to expound on this dysfunctional path of egress imposed in the public space for Amanda and her client’s convenience, that also stand to harass me at a place where I work and pay rent, to work without her obdurate, hypocritical, and overtly “sensitive and caring” front to steal, value & value able attributes that are not held by Amanda for Real, And at her co-dependent social convenience, ***IS NOT Generously thinking of others, as her working occupation would front to profess? One may consider to think, for Amanda only using emotions to manipulate to receive a value she isn’t carrying and hasn’t earned, and is thus stealing from me, at the very least, that she is ensuring she will always have work as a therapist/ counselor. (Faux, though), Her caring sans integrity does not heal. Put a band-aid on it for a fee! You Betcha! Mean wile, push the third person, she and the phony mother client, out, with a slanted and skewed observational effort “two-x-too.” Like I said, Amanda has a point for an enthusiastic dog to not be off leash in a public building, and so do I to reveal her overstepping boundaries with a false license to parade care as she steals from me in a hypocritical manner. As an authoritative mother-figure that I do not need, and which I NO DOUBT appalled, ON PURPOSE, with my deft and indelible pushback and reasserting boundaries not to be spoken too, or about, with perpetrated malfeasance and/or treating me as if I am (your projected) stupid (ability), to portend to NOT to be Amanda’s people-pleasing whipping post to squat her loathsome ill-thought-out “Lot” on me, to please vainly, as you can see, there was never any roi, return on investment, or further, be dismayed by Amanda’s fraught emotions and reasoning skills, and socially triangulated tactics if I displease her self-serving entitlement for hypocrisy. Simple solution, accept life is not perfect. Don’t be overly fussy. Use the door in your command. Don’t create a theatrical scene, particularly to steal virtuous attributes “you” are not toting. Don’t demand or portend to strong arm people if another person is not perfect for you, as you may get a strong arm back* (See the notation of harassment by Amanda’s client, prompted by Amanda’s open door swinging swill to APPARENTLY (re apparent lie) resolve the stated matter at hand by and bye doing NOTHING in pinky finger fashion at her command). I think I have demonstrated by merely skimming the surface of my thoughts about this matter in reflection, that if Amanda wants perfection, Amanda better come perfect as this is a 2 way street with me. Further, if Amanda is going to exact a loss of convenience from me, she will reap one, too, by losing the point she is either willfully suffering a delusion about her contribution to life by thinking of others, and following her own adjunct rules, to remove the furniture, in toto from the public hallway and pathway of egress. An other option, is to leave things as they are. I would not anticipate anymore complaints, and no stalking and whispering in my ear from Amanda’s clients that I am a “bitch.” I am not a delusional, lying, malfeasant, triangulating on my aplomb blind-spot in order to dominate under the pretense of carefully caring person with a slap-ass bitch-face that I can’t see whether the dumb-fuck and dumb-buck is “coming or going.” Thats for fucking damn sure! Pick your poison, choose your path. Any recrimination on my work and ability to work going forward will be met with further and in depth, intelligent razing, as I build my case to expand, legally, if necessary.

​@@X0asis you sound like the narcissist

He wasn't a good guy.

😂😂

Leave. It’s not your job to fix someone else. You stated in your comment how unhappy you are.

You have to realize narcs don’t change, they don’t care what you think or how their behavior hurts you. Their empathy is variable and only for how things affect them. Once you accept that there’s no hope they’ll change you can move forward and invest all that effort into yourself and your happiness. That’s radical acceptance. It takes a while for the discomfort to pass and it comes in waves. If you can go, do it. You’re deserving of better.

He has never been rageful or said mean things to me besides the gaslighting and lying. It’s like indirect cruelty I guess. Never yelled at me or called me names or anything. He actually builds me up. Makes it all very confusing

@@user-we5tp8jd2p gaslight, lying, cruelty…that is not a relationship. That is abuse.

What a weird thing to say

@@mamathemeat if you watched the video you would understand it’s a joke

February 22, 2024 To whom it may concern, Amanda is upset that I am not following her rules for having my dog on a leash as we exit the building. You may say she has a point, it is not the only point. Amanda, as a therapy counselor acts like an authoritative mother with me. She is not my mother. She demands an exacting perfection to her rules from me. Amanda is not perfect, and does not deserve perfection from me. This is my point of view. Further, if Amanda wants perfection, she may start with herself. I explained to Amanda, although I doubt she will remember.* I particularly do Not put a dog on a leash if I am carrying heavy boxes, and things, and particularly going downstairs, to protect my ability to work with my physicality and the product I am carrying. I am only ONE person, pulling the weight of 2, to afford to live in this economy, I mentioned this to Amanda verbally, too. *I doubt Amanda will remember anything in her selective presentation to the owner of the building, as her parting conversation was that she will “just” contact _____. I said ‘Excellent,’ even toned and turned to leave for my appointments. Amanda, as a therapy counselor acts like an authoritative mother with me. She is not my mother. She demands an exacting perfection to her rules from me. Amanda is not perfect, and does not deserve perfection from me. This is my point of view, and the On Point pushback. Amanda stated the dog had to be on a leash, next to a renter who has a dog, that is also never on a leash, whom I am sure overheard the conversation in the hall way. I adamantly stated the dog does Not need to be on a leash. We cycled, and repeated our statements twice. Amanda’s client chimed in standing outside the door to Amanda’s office, about the opportunity for the client to rebuke me if the dog is jumping on the child. This didn’t happen. This future-faking to be a suffering contingency in advance ambulance-chaser on me, in relation to my dog jumping on the child, did not happen. What did happen is Amanda flapped the door, without closing it. Amanda flapped her mouth putting me in a position to listen to her (b.s., as I will explain..) or fetch the dog, on repeat, Flap the door without closing it, or Flap her mouth and fill my ears with her obdurate “conscientious” bull-shit. It made fetching the dog a distracted task. Before getting to the crux of the problem with Amanda’s, over-arching, authoritative, “Foundational Mother of Compassionate and Caring Origin” crafted-persona that overtly is sensitive and caring ONLY FOR THE MONEY, lets discuss her flying-monkey client, that was exiting down the hallway and out the door. She was walking in a slow, paced manner to emphasize her presence. I passed her, once we got past the road blockage of Amanda’s 4 puffy chairs in the hallway. When I got to the door to exit, her client, harassed me, by calling me a “bitch.” The front door sticks, I paused at dislodging it open, raised an eyebrow, and could see her client in my periphery, as she could see me, and further commented that I “heard that correctly.” Before I opened the door, and now Amanda’s client is in front of me, at the door, I suggest to the side of her face, that she Was the bitch. She looked at me and said that she is “Bitchy” with a menacing face. I concurred without saying anything. The verbal exchange was even toned, and some what low in audible pitch and measured, and continued that way outside the door. Now I should mention, When Amanda’s client chimed in, obviously siding with Amanda, FOR THE MONEY, and one can say, even triangulating to amplify her apparent dismay, and even Amanda’s flapping of door and flapping on without closing the door, was to build a case for all to see her discomfort, vs getting the “offending” dog out of Amanda’s space and keeping it that way.** Amanda’s client was throwing a verbal brick-bat at me, I said it was my right to be upset, and further, if “you” are going to start something, “you” don’t expect (me) to finish it (?) This does not seem like a fair gam game to me. It is one-way triangulation without honest resolution. Let us remember that. Let’s also consider that Amanda is using emotions for manipulation because she refuses to think it thru, in all her caring two x too, which is obvious before my dog ever got to her office door, or myself. **Close the door and get the dog out of her space, vs Flapping the door and Flapping her mouth like an over-stepping of boundary Authoritative Mother demanding perfection of me to her “RULES” of thinking of others, that she herself, does not apply holistically, amounting to selective picking and choosing again, with a dash of entitlement for a huge dose of hypocrisy in the fine-nail / final action of stealing value and value able attributes from me, under the guise of her self-pronounced 360 virtue / of caring for others thru and thru. I might mention here, her blind husband, navigates to her office, to have a fond conversation, slow paced and dawdling, telling affectionate jokes, with, most likely a woman, and one has to ask, or ponder, why not have this fond conversation with this fond person at home? I think it is because Amanda acts as his mother, too. As for me, I was unpicking stitches in my office. It is a quiet activity. Her husband didn’t know I was there, after regular business hours. Yes, I swore in her showy demand for unearned dominance over me. I showed my being rail-roaded discontent, too, and not apathetically. For this, I have no apology. The emotions ring true. I have taken pictures of the path of egress, narrowed significantly on its own, with Amanda’s 4 puffy chairs, and narrowed to impass if someone is seated there. This is not to Fire and Safety code standards. This is not Fire Marshall approved. This is not OSHA approved. I can call and get someone to look at this, for a hopeful fee, and violation fee. I will list Amanda as first contact at her place of business, and ____ second, to make sure a violation fee is applied. Do I need to expound on this dysfunctional path of egress imposed in the public space for Amanda and her client’s convenience, that also stand to harass me at a place where I work and pay rent, to work without her obdurate, hypocritical, and overtly “sensitive and caring” front to steal, value & value able attributes that are not held by Amanda for Real, And at her co-dependent social convenience, ***IS NOT Generously thinking of others, as her working occupation would front to profess? One may consider to think, for Amanda only using emotions to manipulate to receive a value she isn’t carrying and hasn’t earned, and is thus stealing from me, at the very least, that she is ensuring she will always have work as a therapist/ counselor. (Faux, though), Her caring sans integrity does not heal. Put a band-aid on it for a fee! You Betcha! Mean wile, push the third person, she and the phony mother client, out, with a slanted and skewed observational effort “two-x-too.” Like I said, Amanda has a point for an enthusiastic dog to not be off leash in a public building, and so do I to reveal her overstepping boundaries with a false license to parade care as she steals from me in a hypocritical manner. As an authoritative mother-figure that I do not need, and which I NO DOUBT appalled, ON PURPOSE, with my deft and indelible pushback and reasserting boundaries not to be spoken too, or about, with perpetrated malfeasance and/or treating me as if I am (your projected) stupid (ability), to portend to NOT to be Amanda’s people-pleasing whipping post to squat her loathsome ill-thought-out “Lot” on me, to please vainly, as you can see, there was never any roi, return on investment, or further, be dismayed by Amanda’s fraught emotions and reasoning skills, and socially triangulated tactics if I displease her self-serving entitlement for hypocrisy. Simple solution, accept life is not perfect. Don’t be overly fussy. Use the door in your command. Don’t create a theatrical scene, particularly to steal virtuous attributes “you” are not toting. Don’t demand or portend to strong arm people if another person is not perfect for you, as you may get a strong arm back* (See the notation of harassment by Amanda’s client, prompted by Amanda’s open door swinging swill to APPARENTLY (re apparent lie) resolve the stated matter at hand by and bye doing NOTHING in pinky finger fashion at her command). I think I have demonstrated by merely skimming the surface of my thoughts about this matter in reflection, that if Amanda wants perfection, Amanda better come perfect as this is a 2 way street with me. Further, if Amanda is going to exact a loss of convenience from me, she will reap one, too, by losing the point she is either willfully suffering a delusion about her contribution to life by thinking of others, and following her own adjunct rules, to remove the furniture, in toto from the public hallway and pathway of egress. An other option, is to leave things as they are. I would not anticipate anymore complaints, and no stalking and whispering in my ear from Amanda’s clients that I am a “bitch.” I am not a delusional, lying, malfeasant, triangulating on my aplomb blind-spot in order to dominate under the pretense of carefully caring person with a slap-ass bitch-face that I can’t see whether the dumb-fuck and dumb-buck is “coming or going.” Thats for fucking damn sure! Pick your poison, choose your path. Any recrimination on my work and ability to work going forward will be met with further and in depth, intelligent razing, as I build my case to expand, legally, if necessary.

February 22, 2024 To whom it may concern, Amanda is upset that I am not following her rules for having my dog on a leash as we exit the building. You may say she has a point, it is not the only point. Amanda, as a therapy counselor acts like an authoritative mother with me. She is not my mother. She demands an exacting perfection to her rules from me. Amanda is not perfect, and does not deserve perfection from me. This is my point of view. Further, if Amanda wants perfection, she may start with herself. I explained to Amanda, although I doubt she will remember.* I particularly do Not put a dog on a leash if I am carrying heavy boxes, and things, and particularly going downstairs, to protect my ability to work with my physicality and the product I am carrying. I am only ONE person, pulling the weight of 2, to afford to live in this economy, I mentioned this to Amanda verbally, too. *I doubt Amanda will remember anything in her selective presentation to the owner of the building, as her parting conversation was that she will “just” contact _____. I said ‘Excellent,’ even toned and turned to leave for my appointments. Amanda, as a therapy counselor acts like an authoritative mother with me. She is not my mother. She demands an exacting perfection to her rules from me. Amanda is not perfect, and does not deserve perfection from me. This is my point of view, and the On Point pushback. Amanda stated the dog had to be on a leash, next to a renter who has a dog, that is also never on a leash, whom I am sure overheard the conversation in the hall way. I adamantly stated the dog does Not need to be on a leash. We cycled, and repeated our statements twice. Amanda’s client chimed in standing outside the door to Amanda’s office, about the opportunity for the client to rebuke me if the dog is jumping on the child. This didn’t happen. This future-faking to be a suffering contingency in advance ambulance-chaser on me, in relation to my dog jumping on the child, did not happen. What did happen is Amanda flapped the door, without closing it. Amanda flapped her mouth putting me in a position to listen to her (b.s., as I will explain..) or fetch the dog, on repeat, Flap the door without closing it, or Flap her mouth and fill my ears with her obdurate “conscientious” bull-shit. It made fetching the dog a distracted task. Before getting to the crux of the problem with Amanda’s, over-arching, authoritative, “Foundational Mother of Compassionate and Caring Origin” crafted-persona that overtly is sensitive and caring ONLY FOR THE MONEY, lets discuss her flying-monkey client, that was exiting down the hallway and out the door. She was walking in a slow, paced manner to emphasize her presence. I passed her, once we got past the road blockage of Amanda’s 4 puffy chairs in the hallway. When I got to the door to exit, her client, harassed me, by calling me a “bitch.” The front door sticks, I paused at dislodging it open, raised an eyebrow, and could see her client in my periphery, as she could see me, and further commented that I “heard that correctly.” Before I opened the door, and now Amanda’s client is in front of me, at the door, I suggest to the side of her face, that she Was the bitch. She looked at me and said that she is “Bitchy” with a menacing face. I concurred without saying anything. The verbal exchange was even toned, and some what low in audible pitch and measured, and continued that way outside the door. Now I should mention, When Amanda’s client chimed in, obviously siding with Amanda, FOR THE MONEY, and one can say, even triangulating to amplify her apparent dismay, and even Amanda’s flapping of door and flapping on without closing the door, was to build a case for all to see her discomfort, vs getting the “offending” dog out of Amanda’s space and keeping it that way.** Amanda’s client was throwing a verbal brick-bat at me, I said it was my right to be upset, and further, if “you” are going to start something, “you” don’t expect (me) to finish it (?) This does not seem like a fair gam game to me. It is one-way triangulation without honest resolution. Let us remember that. Let’s also consider that Amanda is using emotions for manipulation because she refuses to think it thru, in all her caring two x too, which is obvious before my dog ever got to her office door, or myself. **Close the door and get the dog out of her space, vs Flapping the door and Flapping her mouth like an over-stepping of boundary Authoritative Mother demanding perfection of me to her “RULES” of thinking of others, that she herself, does not apply holistically, amounting to selective picking and choosing again, with a dash of entitlement for a huge dose of hypocrisy in the fine-nail / final action of stealing value and value able attributes from me, under the guise of her self-pronounced 360 virtue / of caring for others thru and thru. I might mention here, her blind husband, navigates to her office, to have a fond conversation, slow paced and dawdling, telling affectionate jokes, with, most likely a woman, and one has to ask, or ponder, why not have this fond conversation with this fond person at home? I think it is because Amanda acts as his mother, too. As for me, I was unpicking stitches in my office. It is a quiet activity. Her husband didn’t know I was there, after regular business hours. Yes, I swore in her showy demand for unearned dominance over me. I showed my being rail-roaded discontent, too, and not apathetically. For this, I have no apology. The emotions ring true. I have taken pictures of the path of egress, narrowed significantly on its own, with Amanda’s 4 puffy chairs, and narrowed to impass if someone is seated there. This is not to Fire and Safety code standards. This is not Fire Marshall approved. This is not OSHA approved. I can call and get someone to look at this, for a hopeful fee, and violation fee. I will list Amanda as first contact at her place of business, and ____ second, to make sure a violation fee is applied. Do I need to expound on this dysfunctional path of egress imposed in the public space for Amanda and her client’s convenience, that also stand to harass me at a place where I work and pay rent, to work without her obdurate, hypocritical, and overtly “sensitive and caring” front to steal, value & value able attributes that are not held by Amanda for Real, And at her co-dependent social convenience, ***IS NOT Generously thinking of others, as her working occupation would front to profess? One may consider to think, for Amanda only using emotions to manipulate to receive a value she isn’t carrying and hasn’t earned, and is thus stealing from me, at the very least, that she is ensuring she will always have work as a therapist/ counselor. (Faux, though), Her caring sans integrity does not heal. Put a band-aid on it for a fee! You Betcha! Mean wile, push the third person, she and the phony mother client, out, with a slanted and skewed observational effort “two-x-too.” Like I said, Amanda has a point for an enthusiastic dog to not be off leash in a public building, and so do I to reveal her overstepping boundaries with a false license to parade care as she steals from me in a hypocritical manner. As an authoritative mother-figure that I do not need, and which I NO DOUBT appalled, ON PURPOSE, with my deft and indelible pushback and reasserting boundaries not to be spoken too, or about, with perpetrated malfeasance and/or treating me as if I am (your projected) stupid (ability), to portend to NOT to be Amanda’s people-pleasing whipping post to squat her loathsome ill-thought-out “Lot” on me, to please vainly, as you can see, there was never any roi, return on investment, or further, be dismayed by Amanda’s fraught emotions and reasoning skills, and socially triangulated tactics if I displease her self-serving entitlement for hypocrisy. Simple solution, accept life is not perfect. Don’t be overly fussy. Use the door in your command. Don’t create a theatrical scene, particularly to steal virtuous attributes “you” are not toting. Don’t demand or portend to strong arm people if another person is not perfect for you, as you may get a strong arm back* (See the notation of harassment by Amanda’s client, prompted by Amanda’s open door swinging swill to APPARENTLY (re apparent lie) resolve the stated matter at hand by and bye doing NOTHING in pinky finger fashion at her command). I think I have demonstrated by merely skimming the surface of my thoughts about this matter in reflection, that if Amanda wants perfection, Amanda better come perfect as this is a 2 way street with me. Further, if Amanda is going to exact a loss of convenience from me, she will reap one, too, by losing the point she is either willfully suffering a delusion about her contribution to life by thinking of others, and following her own adjunct rules, to remove the furniture, in toto from the public hallway and pathway of egress. An other option, is to leave things as they are. I would not anticipate anymore complaints, and no stalking and whispering in my ear from Amanda’s clients that I am a “bitch.” I am not a delusional, lying, malfeasant, triangulating on my aplomb blind-spot in order to dominate under the pretense of carefully caring person with a slap-ass bitch-face that I can’t see whether the dumb-fuck and dumb-buck is “coming or going.” Thats for fucking damn sure! Pick your poison, choose your path. Any recrimination on my work and ability to work going forward will be met with further and in depth, intelligent razing, as I build my case to expand, legally, if necessary.