Month: August 2025

The Silent Knife: When Friends Cut You Out on Purpose

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The Cruelty of Invisible Violence

Exclusion is not an accident. It is one of the most insidious forms of bullying, because it leaves no bruises but cuts deeper than a blade. When a group of friends creates a chat and deliberately leaves one person out, it is not just “kids being kids.” It is a calculated act of erasure.

To the person excluded, the message is clear: you don’t belong, you don’t matter, you don’t even deserve to exist in our world.

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Why They Do It

Bullies rarely admit the truth about their motives, but here is what’s really happening:

• Control: Exclusion gives them power. They know you’ll notice you’re missing. That knowledge feeds their egos.

• Jealousy: Sometimes they envy the person they exclude. Cutting you out feels like cutting down the threat you represent.

• Insecurity: Those who are truly secure don’t need to hurt others to feel important. Exclusion is the weapon of the weak.

• Cruel enjoyment: Some bullies simply take pleasure in watching someone squirm. It’s entertainment, but at the cost of someone’s soul.

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The Pain You Feel Is Real

If this has happened to you, understand: the pain is not imagined. Science has proven that social exclusion activates the same areas of the brain as physical pain. That stabbing in your chest? The ache in your stomach? That’s your body responding as if it has been physically attacked.

This is why it feels so unbearable. You have been socially stabbed, and the wound is invisible.

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The Hidden Message They Send

By creating a group and deliberately excluding you, they are saying:

• “We control the narrative.”

• “We can erase you whenever we like.”

• “We decide when you’re worthy of being seen.”

This is psychological warfare. And for those who created the chat: you may think it’s a harmless joke, but what you’ve done is take a knife to someone’s sense of belonging. You’ve shown them that cruelty can be planned, and that you’re willing to wound for sport.

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What To Do If It Happens to You

• Do not beg for entry. Begging hands them victory. They want you to chase, to prove their power. Don’t.

• Pull your energy away. Invest in friendships and activities that don’t demand you shrink yourself to fit.

• Name what happened. Call it what it is: exclusion. Don’t sugarcoat it.

• Remember their behavior is a mirror. Their exclusion reflects their insecurity, not your worth.

• Talk it out. With a parent, a teacher, or a trusted friend. Silence only strengthens their grip.

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What Never to Forget

The right friends will never cut you out just to watch you bleed. The right friends will never weaponize belonging. If they do, they are not friends.

And to the bullies reading this: you may think this is nothing, that it will be forgotten in time. But the truth is—it will not. Every exclusion leaves a scar. One day, when you look in the mirror, you’ll see the face of someone who chose cruelty when kindness was an option. You will remember the moment you decided to make someone else feel invisible.

And the shame will follow you, because deep down, you will know: you were the coward who needed to hurt someone else to feel strong.

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When Silence Speaks Louder: How to Answer Narcissistic Bait Without Losing Your Power

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The Setup: When One Parent Becomes the Messenger

It’s a scenario that many children of narcissistic parents know too well. You’ve cut contact, you’ve set boundaries, or you’re simply taking space for your mental health. But the narcissistic parent finds a way back in — often using your other parent as their unwitting courier.

In your case, the texts arrive — perhaps a faux-concern “Hope you feel better” or a strangely random message about a stranger’s obituary. You don’t reply. You move on.

But then comes the moment you’ve been dreading:

Your father asks, “Did you get your mother’s messages?”

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Why This Question Isn’t Innocent

To the average person, this might seem harmless — just small talk about family.

But in the narcissistic family system, this is bait.

If you say no, you’ve lied. Narcissists thrive on catching you in lies — it’s ammunition.

If you say yes but then explain why you didn’t reply, your reasoning becomes their weapon.

If you say yes and then share your hurt, the narcissist will hear a twisted version of your words that paints you as the aggressor.

This is why your safest, most self-protective answer is simple:

“Yes, I saw them.”

Followed by, “I’m not discussing it.”

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Why Lying Backfires

Many survivors are tempted to lie. Saying “No, I didn’t get the message” feels like a quick escape.

But here’s the problem:

1. Narcissists have long memories when it benefits them. If your father mentions to your mother that you claimed not to get it — and she has evidence that you did (such as read receipts, shared accounts, or your father’s own recollection) — you become the “dishonest one.”

2. The narrative flips. Suddenly, the story isn’t about her manipulative messaging — it’s about you “lying” to avoid her.

3. It reinforces their control. Lying is reactive. They made you bend the truth, and that’s a win in their eyes.

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Why Over-Explaining is Dangerous

The other instinct is to explain. To tell your father why you didn’t reply, how much her behaviour hurts, or to give context so he “understands.”

This is emotional quicksand.

• Explanations invite debate. Narcissists (and their allies) will argue with your reasoning, dismiss your feelings, or twist your words until you’re the problem.

• Explanations give away your triggers. Once they know exactly what upsets you, they can use it against you later — sometimes years later.

• Explanations shift the focus. The conversation becomes about your reaction, not her behaviour.

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Why “Yes, I Saw Them” is Your Shield

This approach is powerful because it is:

• Truthful. You’re not lying. You did receive them.

• Closed. There’s no emotional thread for him to pull on.

• Neutral. You offer no fuel, no defence, no counterattack.

• Repeatable. You can say it every time, without thinking, and without being tripped up.

When paired with “I’m not discussing it,” it becomes a firm wall. You’re not rude, you’re not escalating — you’re simply ending the conversation.

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What Your Narcissistic Mother Can’t Do With This Approach

If you lie, she can say: “See? She lies about me!”

If you block her and announce it, she can say: “She’s cruel and cutting me off for no reason!”

If you explain, she can say: “Look how irrational and dramatic she is!”

But if all she gets is: “Yes, I saw them. I’m not discussing it,” there’s nothing to twist.

She’s left with no drama, no soundbite, no emotional hook.

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The Flying Monkey Factor

In narcissistic family dynamics, the other parent often plays the role of flying monkey — delivering messages, applying guilt, or trying to “mediate.”

Sometimes they don’t even realise they’re doing the narcissist’s bidding.

Other times, they’re fully aware and invested in keeping the narcissist’s control intact.

The “calm truth + no discussion” method works here too.

Even if your father pushes, guilt-trips, or tries to argue, you simply repeat:

• “I’m not discussing it.”

• “I understand that’s your opinion. I’m not discussing it.”

It’s not a negotiation.

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The Bigger Lesson for Survivors

This is about more than one text message.

It’s about taking back the steering wheel of your emotional life.

Narcissists survive on chaos, reaction, and control.

Every time you refuse to give them that reaction — and refuse to hand over your reasoning — you reclaim your power.

It’s not about pretending they don’t exist.

It’s about starving them of the only thing they truly crave: control over your emotional state.

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When the Abuser Pretends to Care: The Hidden Tactics of a Narcissistic Parent

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How to Recognise Manipulation Disguised as Concern

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When a narcissistic parent reaches out after weeks, months, or even years of silence, it can feel like an emotional ambush. The message might be polite. It might appear caring. It might even include a kind gesture or an “I hope you’re feeling better.”

But beneath that surface lies a calculated strategy: control, intrusion, and emotional destabilisation. If you’ve lived through this before, you know it’s not random — it’s patterned behaviour.

This is exactly what my mother does. And this is exactly how to recognise it when it’s happening to you.

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1. Selective Contact — The Power of Withholding

A narcissistic parent controls communication like a tap — turning it on and off to assert dominance.

They block you without explanation, then unblock you when it suits them, creating an unspoken message: I decide when you exist in my world.

By ignoring meaningful occasions (birthdays, anniversaries, personal milestones) while still finding time to send unrelated or inappropriate messages, they show you that your joy, grief, or achievements only matter when they serve their narrative.

This is a form of emotional withholding — a tactic designed to:

• Remind you that their attention is conditional.

• Keep you unsure of where you stand.

• Make you crave the crumbs of recognition they occasionally toss your way.

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2. Triangulation — Using Others to Deliver Messages

When they don’t want direct conflict or vulnerability, narcissists often use other people as messengers.

In my case, it’s clear my father told her I was unwell — and suddenly she reached out.

This isn’t about care. It’s about triangulation — pulling a third party into the dynamic so she can maintain control while avoiding accountability.

Signs of triangulation include:

• Hearing about your own life from someone else before the narcissist contacts you.

• Being spoken about more than being spoken to.

• Feeling like communication is being filtered, twisted, or staged.

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3. Faux Concern — Care as a Weapon

A narcissistic “check-in” rarely comes from genuine empathy.

Instead, it’s a strategic move designed to:

• Create the appearance of being caring to outsiders.

• Keep you emotionally tethered, even when you’ve pulled away.

• Reassert control after a period of silence or distance.

This is emotional baiting — they give you just enough sweetness to stir guilt, confusion, or hope, which then pulls you back into the cycle.

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4. Obligation Triggers — The Guilt Hook

By reaching out when you’re sick or vulnerable, they tap into your natural human empathy.

The unspoken demand is: Respond. Be polite. Show gratitude.

It’s a subtle form of guilt-tripping — making you feel like the bad person if you don’t engage, while ignoring the years of harm they’ve caused.

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5. Rewriting the Script — Image Management

Every message is also part of a bigger performance: controlling the story about who they are.

To outsiders, they appear like the loving mother who still reaches out despite “your distance.”

To you, it’s a reminder that they control how your relationship looks to the world.

This is narrative control — ensuring that their reputation remains untarnished, even if it means manipulating the truth.

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How to Recognise When It’s Happening to You

You might be dealing with narcissistic manipulation if:

• Contact is inconsistent and always on their terms.

• Messages ignore your reality but demand your emotional energy.

• They suddenly “check in” during moments of weakness, illness, or life events.

• They bypass important celebrations but still reach out for trivial or self-serving reasons.

• You feel more unsettled than comforted after hearing from them.

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Why It Hurts So Much

It’s not just the words in the message — it’s the history behind them.

Every contact reopens old wounds. Every carefully-timed “check-in” reminds you of the years you went without genuine care. And every silence between their messages reinforces that love, in their hands, was always conditional.

This is why it cuts so deeply — because it’s not simply a text. It’s the cycle starting again.

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What You Can Do to Protect Yourself

1. Name the Behaviour — Labelling tactics like emotional withholding, triangulation, and guilt-tripping takes away their power.

2. Set Boundaries — Decide if you will respond, and on what terms.

3. Limit Access — Blocking or muting isn’t cruelty — it’s self-preservation.

4. Document Patterns — Keeping a record of their contact can help you see the cycles clearly.

5. Seek Validation — Talk to trusted friends, therapists, or survivor communities who can confirm you’re not imagining it.

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Skincare Won’t Save You from Being a Terrible Person

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When the ugliest thing in the room is the way you treat people.

She thought they were friends.

She thought it was safe to speak.

She was wrong.

My daughter overheard a conversation between girls she believed were her friends. They were talking about skincare — lightheartedly, like many 13-year-olds do — and one girl mentioned she was going shopping with her parents for some products. My daughter smiled, joined in the conversation, and suggested a skincare brand she genuinely loves.

That was her crime.

It wasn’t to one-up. It wasn’t to shame. It wasn’t to hurt anyone.

It was just a human being joining in a conversation she was already invited into.

But the girl she responded to wasn’t a friend at all.

She was a fraud.

Instead of accepting what was clearly a thoughtful and friendly contribution, this girl twisted it into something cruel. She ran to others — perhaps hungry for attention, perhaps poisoned by her own insecurity — and said:

“She only said that just as I was starting to feel confident about my skin.”

As though my daughter’s words were a surgical strike.

As though she had any malicious intent.

As though talking about skincare — during a skincare conversation — is bullying.

This wasn’t sensitivity. This was strategy.

And it worked. Because others believed her.

But here’s the truth:

You cannot beautify a heart that is rotten.

This girl — so concerned with the clarity of her skin — doesn’t realise that her soul is the thing that actually needs healing. Her face may one day glow with the most expensive serums in the world, but what lives inside her?

Cruelty.

Bitterness.

Calculated deception.

There is no product on this planet that will cleanse that.

And her best friend?

She tried to test my daughter — and failed miserably.

Later, her little sidekick thought she was being clever. She messaged my daughter and said:

“You look exactly like [the girl who took offence to the skincare comment].”

She expected my daughter to be insulted. To flinch. To squirm.

But what she didn’t realise is that her statement was an insult to her own best friend. If she genuinely thought looking like her friend was a put-down, then she just exposed how little she actually thinks of her.

And my daughter? She didn’t blink.

“Thank you,” she said, with a quiet grace they will never understand.

Because her worth isn’t built on fragile games.

Because her confidence comes from within.

Because she knows how to be kind, even when others are acting ugly.

What they don’t understand is this:

People who are truly beautiful never try to destroy others.

It’s easy to mock, exclude, twist, and hurt — especially in the age of WhatsApp and group chats and fake smiles in school corridors.

But it takes strength to stay soft.

It takes integrity to stay kind.

It takes courage to speak your truth — and not shrink when someone tries to cut you down for it.

My daughter has that courage. She has that strength. And even in the face of cruelty, she’s still trying to be kind.

But make no mistake: this wasn’t a misunderstanding. This was manipulation, played out by girls so obsessed with being the main character that they had to rewrite a story just to feel important.

And in the process, they showed the world exactly who they are.

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They Hate the Ones Who Don’t Flinch

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When the bully can’t hurt your daughter anymore, she turns her obsession toward you.

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When hurting my daughter wasn’t enough, she came for me

She called herself a friend once.

The kind that smiles in front of teachers. The kind that says “just joking” after every emotional cut. The kind who chips away at another girl’s light until there’s nothing left but self-doubt and silence.

And when my daughter walked away?

When she chose healing, truth, and distance?

This girl turned her attention to me.

Every video I post.

Every sentence I speak.

Every whisper of strength — she’s watching.

She stalks my TikTok under different names. Over and over. New profiles. New attempts. Same hunger.

This isn’t curiosity.

It’s obsession.

And it reeks of desperation.

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What kind of teenager stalks a mother who just wants her child safe?

The kind that knows she’s lost control.

Because bullies don’t just want to hurt — they want ownership.

Of reputation.

Of silence.

Of the narrative.

And when they can’t break the girl,

They go after the woman who taught her how to rise.

She scrolls through my words like scripture she’s trying to rewrite.

She rewatches my voice like it’s a threat.

But here’s the truth she can’t unsee:

I am everything she will never be.

Grounded. Brave. Awake.

And not afraid of a teenage girl in disguise.

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She will never win. She will never rise. Not like this.

No one builds a future on broken character.

Not even the loudest girl in the room.

She may get likes.

She may fool teachers.

She may feel powerful for a season.

But stalkers stay small.

Control doesn’t grow hearts — it withers them.

And this story ends the way all stories like this do:

With a mother standing taller than fear,

And a girl who wasted her youth

chasing shadows of women she could never become.

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The lesson? You don’t fight fire with fire. You let it burn out in its own emptiness.

Let her watch.

Let her scroll.

Let her obsess.

She’s not powerful.

She’s lost.

And the only thing more tragic than a teenage bully…

is the girl she becomes when no one ever teaches her to stop.

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You Drew Blood on a 13-Year-Old’s Face

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This Is Not Just a Doodle

You didn’t just scribble over a photo.

You drew a target.

You took the image of a real girl—a child—and desecrated it with violence. You covered her in metaphorical blood. You sent a message: She is nothing. She is disposable. She is hated.

You knew what you were doing.

And don’t even pretend it was a joke.

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Hate Is a Choice. You Made Yours.

There is a word for what you did: dehumanisation.

It’s what people do before they commit acts of cruelty. Before they gang up. Before they destroy.

And it always starts the same way—by erasing the humanity of the person they’ve chosen to hurt.

You joined a hate group with eight others. You added a deceased  girl to that group—one who knew exactly what bullying felt like. And then, as if that weren’t enough, you bled red ink all over a young girl’s face like it was entertainment.

What does that make you?

A follower?

A coward?

Or something worse?

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Do You See Yourself Yet?

The truth is, this is no longer about my daughter’s shoes. Or her voice. Or whether she corrected a spelling error. You don’t even know what you hate her for anymore.

You just hate her.

Because someone else told you to.

And that makes you small.

That makes you easy to control.

That makes you someone who would deface a photo, not because it made you feel brave, but because it made you feel like you belonged.

But here’s the lesson:

If your place in a group is earned through cruelty, then you were never accepted to begin with. You were used.

And now you’ve got a stain on your conscience that not even time will erase.

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A Girl Bled for Real. And You Still Drew Red.

Melody.

She died five weeks ago.

She lived through trauma that none of you could bear to speak of when she was alive—and now you’ve dragged her ghost into a hate group. What kind of person does that?

My daughter stood at her funeral with real tears, real loss, and real grief in her heart.

You?

You made a spectacle of yourself, and then you used her name in a group chat meant to destroy someone else.

You didn’t just cross a line.

You incinerated it.

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What You Will Remember

There will come a night when you lie awake, older than you are now, and you will think of that photo.

You will remember the peace sign.

The face of a girl you hated for no reason.

The scribbles.

The blood you painted on her cheeks.

And the way your stomach turned when you realised—

You were the villain.

That moment will find you.

And it will stay.

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Learn This Now. Before It’s Too Late.

Because maybe you’re still redeemable.

Maybe you’re still a child who made a terrible choice and needs to make it right.

But if you don’t?

If you let this kind of hate define you?

Then you are exactly what you made my daughter out to be:

Unrecognisable.

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They Added a Deceased Girl to a Hate Group Chat

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You buried your friend—but you learned nothing.

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The Girl You Buried

You added her to a group chat dedicated to destroying another girl. Why? To keep her in the loop? Or to prove to the world that death doesn’t change your cruelty?

Just five weeks ago, you stood in black. Crying. Posting sad quotes. Holding candles. Wearing Kuromi T-shirts. Mourning Melody.

You knew what happened to her.

You knew what she went through.

You knew what you did.

You cried. Maybe you even felt it.

But here we are.

And you’ve gone and done the unthinkable. Again.

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You Created a Hate Group About My Daughter

That’s right.

You formed a group chat with one purpose: to hate, to mock, to isolate, and to emotionally obliterate my daughter.

Eight of you. Eight children who should know better—especially after watching what impact unkindness had on your “friend.”

And to make it all more revolting, you dragged Melody back in.

You added a deceased girl.

The one who missed months of school because she was a constant target.

The one whose pain you now perform but never understood.

The one you buried.

You added her name to the list of people who were supposed to hate my daughter.

Why?

To feel powerful?

To pretend she would approve?

To weaponise her death?

It’s hard to decide what’s more chilling—your malice, or your numbness to it.

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This Isn’t Just “Drama.” This Is Legacy Abuse.

You grieved for Melody with candlelight and crocodile tears—but you’ve become the very thing that tormented her.

You used Melody’s name—her very identity—as a stamp of approval for your cruelty.

You didn’t honour her memory. You desecrated it.

You used her to validate a group dedicated to hating another girl. You became everything she ran from. And then you used her name.

You didn’t learn a thing from her death.

You just used it as cover.

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You Drew Horns On My Daughter’s Head

You drew blood.

You turned her image into a demon.

And all because she dared to recommend skincare, or react when you stepped on her brand-new shoes — shoes I saved up for so long to buy.

You turned minor human interactions into fuel for hate.

You made her pay for breathing.

But the darkest act wasn’t the drawing, or the insults, or the exclusion.

It was adding Melody.

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My Daughter Is Still Alive. But You Want Her Gone.

You’ve made that clear.

When you isolate a child, when you form groups to laugh at them, when you pile on—knowing how it ended last time—you are saying one thing:

You want her gone too.

You may not say it aloud, but your actions scream it.

You want her out of the chat.

Out of the school.

Out of existence.

You don’t care how she feels.

You don’t care what she carries.

You only care that the crowd is still clapping for you.

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But My Daughter Is Still Here. And She Knows the Truth.

She knows she didn’t do anything to deserve this.

She knows cruelty when she sees it.

She knows betrayal when she feels it.

And she knows how to survive.

You will not bury her the way you buried Melody—with silence and cowardice and revisionist grief.

We will speak the truth while your hands are still dirty.

And you will remember that your cruelty has a body count.

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