I am the alienator. My obsession is your destruction.
I live to win. I live for revenge. There are no depths to which I will not sink to achieve my goal.
I will destroy you using ‘my’ children. I will bulldoze anyone who gets in my way. I will twist every living being around my little finger.
I am the actor. It’s so easy, they are so naive. I am the best manipulator, the best liar you will ever know. The words of my children are my words. They can’t read between the lines. I am all good, I play a superb game.
I will make your life a living hell, using my children as my spies, goading you until you explode. I will use your reaction against you. I am so clever, I know you so well.
I instil fear into my children and feed their words. They don’t dare to go against me, or I withdraw my love, I ignore them, I punish them. They are my soldiers, my pawns.
I don’t care, your demise is my obsession. I will make my children hate you, I will erase you from my children’s life. I will take your money . You do not exist, and I feel elated at my power and control.
This helps to fill the void in my life, the emptiness that I will never admit to. The pain you make me feel will become your pain.
I fear my children growing up, I fear their inquisitiveness, I fear their independence. I kid myself they will love me and fight my battle forever. The cracks are showing.
Deep down inside my fear is growing, crippling me, making me more hateful, more thirsty for revenge and control. My spiral of destruction is taking me with it, down to the depths of hell as I watch you climb out, 2 steps forward, 1 step back.
I am the alienator. My obsession is your destruction.

