By Steve Becker, LCSW, CH.T
Editor’s note: The author has a private psychotherapy, hypnotherapy, and clinical consulting practice in New Jersey, USA. For more information, visit his website, powercommunicating.com.
Let’s get inside the head of the abusive mentality. But first let’s define abuse. Abuse in a relationship reflects a pattern(s) of behavior that is manifestly (or passive-aggressively) bullying, demeaning, manipulative, intimidating, threatening, coercive, and/or restrictively controlling.
The key word is pattern. Most non-abusive individuals perpetrate insensitivities from time to time that may be experienced as abusive. This may make the behavior abusive. But it is the pattern of behaviors that makes the individual abusive.
What do we know about abusive personalities? We know that they are controlling. Then again, aren’t most of us controlling at times? Sometimes very? What, then, separates your garden variety controlling personality from an abusively controlling personality? The answer, fundamentally, is motive. Where the motive is to coerce—to remind one’s partner who’s in charge—this suggests the machinations of the abusive mentality.
What else do we know about abusers? We know that underlying their “requests” is often the lurking threat, “Cooperate with me”¦or else!” The subtext is, “You don’t want to disappoint me. Consequences will follow from your disappointing me!” In other words, appeals that may seem reasonable on the surface are often, beneath the surface, less appeals than warnings, demands.
Let me stress: Abusive individuals rarely makes requests. More often, they make demands disguised as requests. When you frustrate their demands, you are defying them. There is no middle ground: either you are cooperative and accomodating, or else perceived as defiant. Their thinking goes something like this:
I’m asking you to stop hanging out with that guy.
Translation: I demand that you stop hanging out with that guy. I expect you to meet my demand. Less than your full compliance with my demand means that you are defying me, Your defiance of me is punishable.
The abusive person, in this case, doesn’t just want things; he or she feels entitled to what he or she wants. Again, the thinking:
I want.
Translation: I must have. I’m entitled to have!
As in all narcissistic/sociopathic disturbances, an inflated self-entitlement informs, indeed drives, the abusive mentality. Not only do abusers feel entitled to what they want, but also how they want it, and when and where they want it.
Merely by virtue of their wanting it, abusive individuals will feel automatically entitled to your cooperation, undivided attention, compassion, tolerance, respect, compliance, admiration, you name it. And because they feel entitled to these things, they feel they don’t have to earn any of them.
This, of course, is the very nature of entitlement. Theirs are unearned privileges, yet their unearned status in no way diminishes the abusers’ perceived right to them.
The abuser’s rage feeds off his or her sense of entitlement. He or she thinks:
I want this.
Translation: I am entitled to it. You owe me what I’m entitled to. If you withhold it, I’m entitled to be enraged. In my entitled rage, I’m not responsible for my destructive, abusive response!
The abusive clients with whom I’ve worked are consistently stubborn, dug-in rationalizers. They chronically see themselves as victims. Their sense of themselves as victims is deeply entrenched and invested. They may feel “the victim” of many, many things, including being inconvenienced.
It is from their self-engendered victim status that blame flows so naturally; from blame, the anger/rage; from the anger/rage, the rationalization of aggressive/abusive responses.
It’s also the case that once abusive individuals have established a pattern of their self-perceived victimization, their threshold for feeling subsequently victimized decreases; now, it takes less and less for them to feel victimized, perhaps only a minor disappointment or frustration. This is why many abusive individuals can find almost any basis to complain, to feel slighted, thereby tripping (and licensing) their abusiveness.
Abusive individuals, at bottom, feel entitled not to be burdened by whatever feels burdensome to them. It is your job, your responsibility, to alleviate their burden. Your failure to do so, from their self-centered perspective, is an abdication of your duty, a form of betrayal.
Not surprisingly, many abusive individuals tend to think in paranoid and problematically rigid ways. They tend to rigidly attribute malice to those who disappoint them. Deploying spectacular powers of rationalization and projection, they see themselves ironically (and, of course, conveniently) habitually as victim—as the betrayed, exploited party—a warped perception that ratchets up their anger, lubricating their impending abusive response.
Sometimes underlying abandonment issues (including borderline personality disorder) fuel the possessive/controlling behaviors of abusive individuals. In such cases, their thinking chain goes something like this:
Don’t leave me.
Translation: Alone, I am nothing! For this reason, you can’t leave me! If you leave me, you will be defying me. If you defy me, I’ll make you pay!
Here again we see how the abusive individual automatically codifies the failure of a partner’s compliance as “defiance,” which, in the abuser’s eyes, justfies the forthcoming mean, vindictive, abusive response.
From a gender standpoint it is clear that men have no patent on abuse. Women, like men, can be abusive in their relationships—to their partners, children and others. But men are better leveraged, in general, to exercise their abuse more harshly and dangerously, if for no other reason than their comparative physical strength advantage over women. There are many exceptions to this rule; but the rule holds as a generality. Accordingly, you’ll find more women seeking (and desperately needing) shelter from abusive men than men from abusive women.
What percentage of abusive individuals are out and out sociopaths? There is disagreement on this question. Clearly many abusive personalities meet the criteria for sociopathic personality, and many who don’t nevertheless share with the sociopath the alarming tendency (in their actively abusive states) to view others as objects whose principal purpose on earth is to meet their needs, however excessive, inappropriate, unilateral and selfish.
In other words, at the heart of both relationship abuse and sociopathy is an exploitative process in which one individual’s utter, contemptuous lack of respect for another enables the former’s self-justified exploitation/abuse of the latter.
In this sense, when abusive individuals are unleashing their abusiveness, they are objectifying, and demeaning, their victims in much the same (if not identical) way as sociopaths.
I haven’t said this before, Oxy, but I have so much empathy for your trials and all the pain your son has repeatedly given you.
I can’t even fathom the betrayal, the evil that your flesh & blood son, the person you lovingly held in your tummy for nine months, then fed, clothed, cared for and loved could turn out to be such a villianous monster. Then, on top of that, painfully realize that your own mother doesn’t really give a damn about you at all.
For you to be able to confront, admit, and accept their evil duplicity yet continue on the righteous path, giving, supporting, comforting those in less than but still horrendous experiences with PDIs, is beyond admirable to me.
You, my dear, are an earth angel personified. **hug**
looking back, i see now that my feelings were my RED FLAGS. i remember that i didt want to kiss him or be sexual with him. i couldt. i would cry after sex, which ive never done that a day in my life. sorry im being so personal, just need to express myself. everytime i would feel sick. i didt want him to kiss me or touch me. those were my feelings telling me something, but i couldt figure it all out or how to deal with it. even when i would tell him my issues, they never really got solved. he sorta just talked away my feelings. if we made love i would picture things i saw, or things that i read, i just never had this easy feeling with him, it was always uneasy. same thing with his family and friends. i just always felt so uneasy all the time around everyone. i just had this feeling inside of me that was saying to me, everyone knows who this person is but you. or they knew things that i didt. which now after all of this i understand why i felt that way. its like everyone knew all these bad things about him and everyone was putting on an act, and i think thats what my feelings felt. sometimes i think i pretended bc i didt want to face the truth about who he was. i didt want it to end, i wanted him to be the one, and admitting that he was a lie, a cheat, and just a unmoral person was so hard for me. all i wanted was for him to have morals and feelings and care about others. he never cared about me, thats a hard thing to accept. i feel like sometimes i stay in the relationship longer to figure the truth out, and figure out what he was always up to bc i just felt like his whole life is hidden, everything he does is hidden. i was like a private detective, always looking and searching for clues, and answers to this feelings. everyday i had to check his email like 20 times a day, and it was a game to who would get to it first bc sometimes he would just erase stuff and his inbox would be empty, so then i know he was hiding something. it was taking over my life.
To me, Gennyrabbit, it’s irrelevant what type of abusers PDIs are to each of their victims. The fact that they abuse at all in their pursuit for selfish, evil hunger is enough to not only astound me but to piss me off royally.
Now, I most emphatically do not trivialize the victims of physically/sexually/ambient abuse, as that is an alltogether different, more harrowing situation. These women absolutely need help from either shelters and/or family members in working to get themselves free from such tyranny. They deserve to live peaceful, calm lives without an evil man constantly beating them up, either with verbal and physical abuse.
But like your x mine was a dork also and I was never afraid of him thinking he might say some disparaging remark about my looks or character or even hit me. He knew better than to say one little derogatory remark as I was in his face when he was stupidly sarcastic. I hate sarcasm as it seems so elitist, so belittling to other people and I have 0 tolerance for arrogant behavior. When he would perform his crazy making, I would say to him…”either chill out or get out” He would leave after my command but be back in less than 20 minutes profusely apologizing and saying…”I want to be a better man for you.” I see it as total hogwash now.
After reading extensively on the different personality disorders and the select criteria, behavior patterns, I’ve drawn the conclusion that he is a Passive-aggressive PDI. Which isn’t in no way as severe as Psychopathic PD, but it was definitely enough for me to kick him to the curb. Why on earth would I want to develop a relationship with an immature, selfish, self centered, poser, loser? I value myself too much for that crap and all of us, women and men, should also. imo.
Blondie: He will get all God’s virtues when he humbles himself to ask God for help (guidance). He, like the rest that are spiritually stunted are living in their EGOs … something will happen in their lives that will humble them. When they are in a humble state of mind, they will then ask God to help them. God will handle the rest.
As Tolle explains, we all have egos. It’s part of the human condition. Whether that ego is in check or not, is what we are discussing on this Blog. Some egos are in check and other egos are obnoxious (Tolle’s definition). I like his definition, it makes me smile.
Right now, it’s time for you to heal.
Peace
Blondie I so relate to your above post. It’s like everybody and even me knew something wasn’t right, I just kept gettin deeper and deeper into the illusion. When their behaviour turn’s us into temporarily insane victims, doing things that we wouldn’t normally do. Just today one more lie of his was revealed. It was something I had a gut feeling about for a long time. But I dismissed it because he had successfully lied his way out of the truth and turned the focus on me. But I was confirmed about this (lie) today. Two month’s ago it would of tore me up, but today it’s like oh well- I should of known- I did know…Time it takes time………
the shock of what happen is over for me, accepting that he is a sick person is where im at. after two years im finally seeing a patten in him and his behavior like i can predict whats next. those type of people just want to hurt people and use them. thats all he did. just played with my heart and my life just to get stuff. can sit there and say i love you but texting another chick you love her at the same time. whenever he trys to contact me i just think of everything my life has been the past two years. its so surreal for me, i just cant believe the truth to my life the past two years, and the things this person did and was just so ok with it. i could never go out in public with another man not even now im not ready, but he was out and about with females like nothing, didt feel bad knowing i was his g/f. there just was no attachment for him.
yep it’s a bitter pill so swallow, but they are the loser’s, I am not his victim anymore…..he is just a page in my history. He will never change but I have…….
Dear Jane, Thank you so much, but believe it or not, my “pain” or betrayal is no worse than yours or anyone else’s, I came to understand that from Viktor Frankl’s book “Man’s search for meaning” as pain behaves as a gas, it completely fills what ever container it is put into. If it is only a “little” pain it still fills the container compeltely, or if it is a “lot” it still fills the container. So each human has 100% pain from whatever loss or disappointment they encounter. I think it is only the “exterior” appearance of the cause of the pain that makes one think that A’s pain is bigger than B’s pain.
The nice thing about pain, though, is like labor pains as an example, is that once they are OVER, we cannot truly recall how they felt. We can remember that we “had” pain, but not conjure up what it actually felt like. Otherwise, I think no woman would ever have the second child! LOL
When our injuries and wounds are finally healed, we are able I think to look back on the events that caused the pain without evoking the painful emotions that went along with the events themselves. Look back and not rekindle the angers and rages that went along with the frustration of trying to “fix” the situation.
Thank you for your kindness, but please don’t put me on any pedestal of “saintlyness” in any way shape or form. I’m just on ths journey the same as the rest of you. I have received more from the bloggers here than I have given back, and that is the beauty of mutual caring, a “burden shared is halved, and a joy shared is doubled.”
Blondie, you are doing so well! “I can predict what’s next” (quote) and that really is the “trick” so to speak, is getting to where we almost “know” what they are up to and it is no suprise. I think the “suprises” that they give us is part of the intense pain (we trusted them and felt betrayed, blind sided). Once we can almost “predict” what they will do, we feel more control. Hang in, you are doing well!
Wini, EGO is what is is ALLLLLL about! You are so right there!
Henry, your wisdom and knowledge grow by leaps and bounds on a daily basis. Big (((Hugs)))) to all my fellow travelers.
Blondie, good break through. Facing the truth, no matter how bad that truth is … then accepting the situation as being the truth, no matter how bad that situation is … starts you on your healing process. We’re all here for you. We’re all on the same path to healing our hearts and souls.
Peace.
Oxy, I believe we feel the pain because we don’t expect to be violated by any one, at any time, any where. When it happens, it throws us for a loop until we can get our balance (harmony) back.
Yes, I do believe Tolle is on to something. He too, had to work through his pain. His book is a product of that pain. Now I understand what is meant by “God works in mysterious ways”. Keep the faith.
Peace.