I also feel the need to understand and to empathize. I used mental illness as an explanation to make sense of my father’s bad behaviours. It was a game changer for me. I mean seeing him as damaged, helped me to get over the resentment. I dropped him out of my life when I was 40 and I didn’t start to forgive until I was 60. He had a serious terminal disease that eventually killed him. I have studied neuroscience for years at the university. I have more curiosity than fear around the cruel people I know. I have come to accept that we all perceive cruelty slightly different. I am often confronted by people who challenge my insistence on empathy....especially if they like me have been abused.
I have days when I myself am very conflicted about it. However, there are cruel people in my life that I keep. Only one of them is cruel to me. Borderline rage/Cptsd/narcissist on his worse days. He says he goes to therapy and I see him take his medication but he can’t get it under control. It can feel like you are interacting with the devil or a completely different personality however its just one of his many fragmented parts. Whatever triggers that part to come out is my guess as well as his. It was way worse during our honeymoon period and now 4 years after, the fact that we call our relationship a friendship and limit the amount of intimate interaction has helped. We both disengage immediately but he gets to throw some mud pies as I call them. I have adapted to the isolation and the push pull. He gets angry at me for not fighting back. I have revised my thinking to realizing that he is mostly trying to trick me into responding with cruelty so that he can get into victim role. I see his behaviour as a form of self harm. I have kept my cool now for two years. As he always, withdraws for weeks after an episode, I guess our only fears are that of abandonment and for his part there is a lot of shame. The boundary is set and he respects it. The improvement is pretty amazing.
I dropped a very close friend of 30 years because he treats me bad. He grew up in a gang like environment in Chicago. To him screaming at the top of his lungs is normal. He didn’t register that I was away and mad at him. I told him that I had bad boundaries and that I needed to tell him how his behaviour affected me. I told him I knew he came from a family of abusers, Much to my surprise Bob seemed totally unaware of his behaviours and was quick to deny them. I told him that I was grateful to him for calmly listening and whether he agreed or not was irrelevant to what I got to do when he acts that way. I also told him that he should talk to his family that would probably confirm what I was saying. He said he will and that he gets frequent blackouts and forgets what has happened.
The abused become abusers and they don’t always know it. I am dealing with these behaviours at work and everyone I know says I will get fired if I stir the pot. Where I am at it is legal to tape conversations so I am prepared to get fired. Only my lawyer gets to hear the abuse but its really toxic. A law suit is something I really want to avoid. Lots of my collegues are disabled and they really suffer from the treatment. We have no rights and no voice. I have decided to take it to management and pay the consequences. I am glad that even I have limits as to how much cruelty I will put up with. But we have to be careful cause my triggers can make someone’s treatment of me bigger than life. Re listening to tapes have been a source of good reality checking.