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Your descriptions were hilarious “yoga master,couldn’t touch their toes” thanks I needed a smile.

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Aug 25, 2021Liked by Athena Walker

I had a friend, that came across as very strong and kind. She was like a force of nature. She was great at sweeping you away with her grand stories and pulling at your emotions hard. She had a way that made me feel like my needs were small in comparison to hers, especially as a single, non-parent at the time. I gave her money when I was in the Navy to the point that I only ate one base and had no money for anything else. I gave away my gaming devices to her children, I watched her children and cleaned her house after I left the Navy because her husband left her. The longer I knew her and the closer I was to her, the more cruel she seemed. If you gave her sympathy, attention, and affection she would repay it with belittlement and a open hand. But, if she wanted someone's attention and they were destructive to her and her children, she would chase them like there was no tomorrow.

It took bruises on my neck from her hands and when she tried to charge my boyfriend for staying the night, when I paid half the rent and utilities before I was able to pull myself and walk away. She was a forever victim, there was no teaching this one to catch fish, she knew how to make other's fish for her.

I admire your ability to see through people's emotional b-s. The older I get, the more I trust people who don't thrust themselves at you with kindness and enthusiasm during first meetings like at work or the like. I trust more the people who hang back a little, or have a bit more caution to them. Kindness and giving time, affection, help, has to be even.

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Aug 25, 2021Liked by Athena Walker

Very accurate and insightful. Lol where was this article like 12 years ago? 😅 Half of me healing was me realizing I was half of the problem. I am now very wary of people who have no long lasting friends and who don't admit they contribute to their bad situation. Also I watch their spending pattern as well as my own. Do people work and pay their bills on time? Are they broke Friday night? Are they a professional hustler? Am I wanting to feel good about helping someone? What's my motivation for wanting to help? I have let myself be deceived because I was selling myself lies about it making me "a good person". In reality I was just gullible lol. You outlined this very ploy very well.

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Aug 24, 2021Liked by Athena Walker

I guess I have never met people who would go to such lengths. So that everything at once person lied about all of that to attention-whore or did they actually believe that?

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Aug 24, 2021Liked by Athena Walker

Interesting! I don't think I've known a person in the 'total liar' category, or known them well, anyhow! Thank goodness.

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Aug 24, 2021Liked by Athena Walker

One that I'm sure we all see often is the "strong victim" who is actually gleaming onto other peoples' traumas. I try not to be too specific, but someone I know who takes pictures of her son's open heart surgery aftermath and stitches to post on her Facebook for attention for herself. Like, yes you struggle as a mother in that situation, but to take his pain and turn it into the "oh he's so strong/you're so strong for putting up with it," attention from strangers is a little bit deplorable.

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Feb 26, 2022Liked by Athena Walker

Fucking facts

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Gosh, Athena, those 'imaginative' people you describe sound right pieces of work. I fortunately haven't known many people like that, the closest was an implausible chronic liar who was just a colleague and could be amusing if kept at a distance. I think I find the fantasist aspect of people more interesting than the manipulation. I once read a story about a self-deluded fraud of a 'mountaineer' who had in fact never been beyond his indoor climbing wall but boasted to people of his mountaineering exploits, offered to lead a group, crumbled in panic the minute he first stumbled in his never-worn-before crampons, and was lucky not to have gotten anyone killed (or been pished into a crevasse by the others). This particularly interests me because mental rehearsal can be so useful for doing new and difficult and frightening things, but there is always the danger of knowing too little, of arrogantly failing to have any grasp of the complexity and pitfalls of an unfamiliar situation, and getting into real trouble. Anyway, I'm a bit off topic.

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