Skip to main content

Hurt people hurt people series – 2 – The Hurter

image from https://www.drugfoundation.org.nz/matters-of-substance/august-2013/hurt-people-hurt-people/

“Who hurt you?” is a common question posed sometimes by the Hurted, as they try to understand the
Hurter.

If you have received hurt – you are the Hurted.  If you hurt people – you are the Hurter.  And the process is Hurting.

The Hurted somehow, has began to understand that there is something wrong with the Hurter.  It may be a rhetoric question, or some urge bubbling forth from their subconscious.  They really do not expect an answer, at this point, but are speaking out their realisation.

“Hurt people hurt people” is more than a clever phrase; it’s a sad truth.  Hurt people hurt others because they themselves have been hurt.  Each one of us has been hurt to one degree or another.  But just as there are as many remembrances and different descriptions of an event, there will be different reactions from individuals – even of the same hurt.  Some may be beaten down and destroyed by it, another may run away from it, yet another become stronger because of it, and yet the Hurter embrace it and copy it.

You may know you have something wrong with you.  Sometimes, but very rarely, you will admit it.  When you admit that there is something wrong, that drives you to be the Hurter, you will most probably verbally or non verbally articulate that you are not going to look at it.  And if it did happen to you back into the past, according to you – the past is the past and has no bearing on the present or the future.

You come from your past and will always live in you past, now and in the future.  You have with yourself always, just like everyone else, the beliefs from your past experiences and perceptions, that influence your value system, and thus your behaviour.

You suffered.  Really did.  In that past.  Most probably, in your childhood – which would not have been a normal happy childhood.  You may have suffered some form of abuse – abandonment, rejection, verbal or physical, emotional, sexual – or a combination of these forms.  Something, somewhere, disrupted your normal formation, and you got stuck in this behaviour that is abnormal, but is now the normal for you.  The normal so that you can protect and defend yourself.  The normal that means you will never have to suffer again.

What you a committed Hurter is not ready to do, is explore your hurt, the internal.  You are in the process of maintaining protection from hurt.  You have suffered enough already and cannot go back to that pain.  It would be too much.  You cannot bear it.  That pain again.  You have a means to keep the pain at bay.  To protect yourself.  And defend yourself.  You are not going back.  You see this as being forward looking and progressive, and going back into the past will not solve anything.  You focus on the external things, the now and the future, and leave the internal which holds the past where you think it belongs.

This makes you the Hurter fragile.  Very fragile.  You are unable to sit in stillness, delve into yourself, think about yourself, reflect on your thoughts and actions.  No.  It would mean a crack.  In you.  Or it will mean a crisis.  You cannot do a personal crisis.  A breakdown.  A collapse of self.  You are not dismantling.  You are not falling apart.  You will protect yourself, because you know how hard you can break.

You act from this basis of inadequacy.  You somehow know you are inadequate.  Sometimes that knowledge is unconscious because you will not admit it.  But even unacknowledged, it still drives your actions.  Creating hurt, perpetuating hurt.

You believe that you are somehow special.   This could have been formed by others behaviour or opinion of yourself, because you may have occupied a special space in life – for example, a prodigy in some area, a favoured child.

You are entitled.  You know that you are deserving of special treatment and privileges.   And will ask for it.  If you do not receive it, you will demand for it.  Loudly.  Ferociously.  Causing scenes.  If that is not possible, you will seize it, by any means possible.

Image is everything to you the Hurter.  You must be presented at all times to others in your best face.  You will try to get the best of everything that you consider to be part of this image and make sure that everyone will notice.  If they do not notice, you will call it to their attention.  What you have.  What you have achieved.  You will embroider the tale too – to build a bigger image.

You suffer from a feeling of immense superiorness, importance, a need to be admired.  This means that you need attention constantly and in high doses.  You need to be seen, acknowledged, revered – be the centre of your space, any space you come into.  You will do anything to get this attention.  And will lap up grandiose titles and nicknames. 

You do not take advice well.  Because of the superiorness, you do not think anyone can be able be able to have any sensible opinion or suggestion to offer you – unless they are above you in your calculated hierarchy of importance – and then you will be pandering to them.  Rarely will you acknowledge the input of others and rarer will you give compliments.  There will always be something that could have been done or said better.   There is no giving you satisfaction.

You do not bear slights well.  You are vengeful.  Have to put the uppity others who think they can get one over you in their place.  You will go to great lengths to show them.  They will know that they must keep the order of being in place.  And you are at the top of that order.  You peck.  And are not pecked.

You do not understand other people’s feelings.  You are strangely lacking in empathy and cannot put yourself in other people’s shoes.  You have an inability, to look at any situation apart from your own point of view – because who else’s view would matter, apart from your own.

You the Hurter do not have the normal skill set that is used by others to normally interact socially.  You may learn how to do what others do, copy them, but you will not own the skill.  You will do it to get along with others to ease your life when you need to.

You wear a mask.  You act.  And you pretend.  To the world.  And most of all to those who you hurt, the Hurted.  You will wear this mask until the Hurted is where they want them to be.  And then your mask, the Hurters mask, will slide off you – for the Hurted.  To the rest of the world, you will maintain this mask and the Hurted will find it very difficult to convince the world otherwise, who you really are.

You will work to destroy the image the world has of the Hurted.  This will ensure that everyone else dismisses them, or decides they are delusional, just angry, or need to take a break for a few days to recoup and get on their even kilter. You will ensure the Hurted remains the focal point and loci for your hurting, under your control, with no outside recourse..

You must always be in control.  The Hurter controls.  Everything about the Hurted.  Or will try to.  Their thoughts, their words, their surroundings, their actions.

Because you must control, you are no respecter of boundaries.   You see the Hurted and others under your control as extensions of yourself.  You thus have a right into their spirit, their soul, their physical.  A right into all their circumstances and spaces.  Even financially.  You are not able to differentiate the individuals under your control as independent beings, and their thoughts, feelings and actions must align to you and you alone, plus the image you need to maintain.

If the Hurted is not near you, is travelling, going away, even for a short known duration, and will be out of your physical control, you will control them, by ensuring that there is other non tangible remote method of control following the Hurted to wherever they are going.  You will create specific emotional chaos for the Hurted to carry with, or will require that the Hurted establish contact with you at specific times or after a set duration.  You may require that phone calls to them are answered immediately or returned within set minimum minutes.  You will ensure that the Hurted only thinks of you – wherever they are.  You do not care if this thinking is negative or positive – all you require is attention, and thus implied control.  To Hurted – wherever they are.

You has been known to stalk the Hurted, openly or secretly to ensure that the Hurted is still in your control.  Or to source for more information, knowledge to be used as against the Hurted, especially should the Hurted slip up in the back checking conversations with you.

You has no regard for the Hurted’s sense of truth, or any truth for that matter.  Anything is true according to you, when it requires to be true and will be false in the next instant if it fits your purpose.  Truth or lie is the same or different whenever you wish it.

Hurters project.  Anything you perceive as inadequate within yourself, you will project onto the Hurted.  Anything unfavourable that you hear, or think about yourself, you will turn it around and push it onto the Hurted.  You are adept at externalise you internal anguish and boom it lands on the Hurted.  You do not do internal well.  Only external.

You will convince yourself that the reality of who the Hurted is, is false.  If the Hurted is a good person, practically an angel, you will define this as a pretence, and will declare the Hurted a fake angel, pretending to be good.

You are always good and never bad.  Never wrong.  You are never wrong.  Ever.  And do not admit to any wrong.  Ever.  Since solving anything first requires the admission that there is a problem, and you cannot admit it, there is therefore nothing to solve.

One things is clear too – you never ever ever ever ever take responsibility for your behaviour.  You never ever.  You may in moments of weakness, or to manipulate and gain points, admit there is a problem, but you will not be able to sit, reflect, admit, and move toward any meaningful lasting change –remember you do not do internal.  Any change that will be apparent in you, will be momentary, a mask.  And it will slide off again in a short time. 

Sometimes, not immediately, the world comes to see you for who they are, and may even voice it.  You will rejected and dismiss this view that people have of you.  It does not resonate with what you think of yourself, and thus you will not accept it.  Your sense of who you are, is very different from the true reality, the worlds reality.  You are blind to your true self and have a false, distorted and unreal image of yourself, linked to ego issues.  This allows you to tell yourself that what you present to the world, is what the world actually sees you as. 

Because of this, the Hurter will not usually also go for any form of counselling or therapy.  Because the reflection of themselves from the encounter is at dissonance with their created self image.  And if you go, you may lie, you may cheat, you may fool the counsellor or the therapist.  You may try to make it all about the faults of the Hurted, or even the third party.  Never about yourself.

Interventions with you the Hurter will not work too, because of this.  To accept interventions, or self work, would require a Hurter to go deep inside of themselves to find out what is wrong.  Internal.  To do that takes guts.  And pain.  And you do not take pain.  You are running away from pain.  You are protecting yourself.  Even from yourself.  You can only give pain.  Hurt. 

You truly are some form of human predator.  You have studied humans knowingly or unknowingly.  You know those who are vulnerable, and have selected them as their prey.  You have identified as your prey, the vulnerable, the Hurted.  You  know what pleases them, what displeases them, what make them happy, what annoys them, what gives them joy, and what brings them sadness.  You know what buttons to press to get the reaction that you need.  You know how to press.  You know when to press.  And the sequence to press.  You know them.  You know your prey.  You know what y you need from you the Hurted.   And you get it.

The Hurter is very able and intelligent.  With good memory capacity.  You need to be to be able to manage the whole hunting and hurting process.  It takes great skill to get your fix from your prey – which is basically abuse them, and yet still retain the prey.  It takes great skill to be able to maintain the masks and also to create the image that must be maintained.  Skill and energy.

You are in it for keeps.  You will try as much as possible to keep your Hurted, your source of the fix, your abusee, with you for ever.  Because it is a long term engagement.  It is your life.  As long as you live, you will need a Hurted with you.

You love.  Is it real love?  Selfless sacrificial non-compensation seeking love?  Lay down your life love that requires nothing in return, but the good of another.  Can you do anything only for the good of the Hurted?  Or do you have an attachment to the provider of your fix?  An addiction driven by the fix?  Jealously, paranoidly and possessively guarded?

Hurters are scared of being abandoned.  Even if the Hurted tries to run away, you will chase them down.  If the Hurted tells you to leave, you will not leave – you  never ever ever ever want to leave the Hurted.  You will try with all that is within your their capacity not to be discarded.  Because you need the Hurted for your fix. 

You are also capable of great rage which may turn into violence, especially when you are most threatened.   A leaving Hurted is very threatening to you.  Your supply for your fix is going.  Rage and violence.  What will you live off?

If you have young, you create an abnormal childhood for them.  Your young too may suffer abandonment, rejection, verbal or physical abuse or a combination of all these.  Because that is wht you do.  Abuse.  The Hurted who is coparenting with you, may overcompensate in ways opposite of you.  Confusion will be created for the young.  The normal formation of your young will be disrupted.  They will be pained, damaged.  And will become prime candidates to be the Hurted or the Hurter.  They will create the next generation of Hurters, or Hurted.  A vicious cycle of hurting.  As hurt people hurt others.

We do onto others as we have been done onto us.  True.  When we are annoyed and want to exact revenge, hurt others, inflict maximum pain – we act from our own primal feelings.  We find what hurt us the most.  We will take it, and use it to hurt others, assuming that it is what hurts them most.  You the Hurter in some inexplicable way, does what hurt you most, to hurt others most – so that they may not hurt you.  In your seeking to protect and defend yourself, you do harm.  You hurt others.  Because you are hurt.

What would happen to you the Hurter if you recognised yourself for what you are?  What would happen if you saw yourself clearly?  Do you ever wish to do that?  Do you even know you can do that?  Do you ever wish to know what compels you to act the way you do?  Do you ever wish stop the abuse?




References – in no particular order
Can You Tell Whether a Narcissist Really Loves You? Even when they say "I love you," can you believe it?  https://www.psychologytoday.com/intl/blog/toxic-relationships/201807/can-you-tell-whether-narcissist-really-loves-you
The Sam Vaknin Interview – How Narcissism is formed in a child genius and the mind https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W89fG8220D8


Comments

Most viewed

What Madam requires

https://www.vectorstock.com I work as a domestic for my Madam.  I look after Madam’s big family and her big house.  I tend to Madams big garden and her big cars.  For Madam – everything must be big.  She herself is big.  She is also big on ambition – both professionally and domestically.  Which is where I come in. Today I had a review with my Madam.  And she reminded me of her expectations and requirements regarding my performance.  Some requirements were new, some she was just recapping.  In my own words and in no particular order let me tell you what my Madam expects.    My Madam requires;  I am all-knowing.  I must know everything that happened during my watch - where the bumps on the children came from and where her yellow, blue and green scarf is.  She wore it yesterday and left it in the laundry basket. I am omnipotent - all powerful, invincible and able to do what is inhumanly impossible.  I should make her 2 year old eat all 6 meals every day, an

Of panty lines and such other

Truth be told, as one woman to another, your panty line cutting across your baytock is not a pleasant sight.   True story.   And no, I am not jealous.   Truly, I really do not care that you have a big bum.   And yes, my backside is minuscule, a peanut of a derriere.   I am not well endowed in my nether regions.   And still I am not jealous. Lets talk about us, the small haunched women.   As the world goes gaga over the well endowed grogan ciandas, we too have drooled [in an appreciation of God’s creation kind of way and not on a sexual orientation manner], coveted those mahagas.   We have each come to the realisations that, “my fundamentals is small ya?”   We have told ourselves that “not all good things come in big packages” and “small is good too”.   And with that admission has come acceptance and soon an appreciation for our pint sized rear    My bottom is small.   And to add injury to insult, it has a bad shape.   It has dents on the side.   And these dents lend gre

Gal, before you get hitched....

Yeee!!   You are getting married.    Marriage is beautiful. You are in for a great ride!!  Exhilarating and thrilling.   Here is what I think you should know...... Marriage is an official arrangement.  That demands some bureaucratic process and hunting for certificates and signatures from various authorities.  Parking your backside on a man’s 4x6 bed and squeezing your underwear next to his in the bag hanging off the mobile wardrobe door is not a marriage. Even if you have four children.  And it does not matter what the constitution says.  Marriage happens when a man publicly stands up and says it has happened.  Until that day, you are just a woman he sexes, a woman who bears his children, but is not good enough to marry.   Before you marry, you know nothing about marriage.  You have watched marriages.  You have read about it.  You have gone for pre-marriage counseling.  You still know nothing about marriage.  You will find out about marriage when you are

I will write on my table

I am a creature of habits and routines.  Some good, some nasty, some neither here nor there – Rouge Deck thing with a crimson pool, that I nearly took a tumble into.  Future wise words to self – wear flats on deck. lukewarm, which I hear is reviled in some quarters.  One thing is, I do not often go into some spaces.  Like the food, fashion and furniture affair at the DusitD2 space – nice, with its with its Rouge Deck thing with a crimson pool, that I nearly took a tumble into.  Future wise words to self – wear flats on deck. Food was good.  The mushroom fritter like bites dipped in a ricotta and something and dip were divine.  I shamelessly munched on them in bunches of three.  I told the bites distributer to via me every 5 minutes.  Very obedient.  I stopped counting at their fourth stop.  Meanwhile, I was informed that the word divine is bougie bougie and to stop using it tout de suite.  I did.  Will never speak it again.  Only write it when I meet the mushrooms again.  Th

One woman too late

I am sitting at the bar, waiting for a friend who told me she was “at the roundabout” an hour ago.  Nothing much is happening.  Two men sitting to my left.  They are eating crisps dipped in avocadoes smashed with tomatoes and chilies.  Talking about internet marketing.  They each have Coronas in front of them.  I do not understand that beer.  On my right, a fifty-something old man, showing the pictures on his phone to his, female “working class” twenty-something year old date.  I wonder about them for a bit. Wonder what kind of pictures.  Nothing else concrete.  Just wondering without actually thinking.  Thoughts that never quite form in the head kind of wondering. Across the room – two white men sitting face to face across a small low table.  One pudgy.  The other sleek.  They take turns to go to the bar to buy themselves one beer at a time.  Strange.  It’s not a self service bar.  Maybe they like chatting to the bartender.  She is a nice looking gal.  With a mohawk and