An Introduction to Abusive Behavior

Bullying does not just happen to children. Adults can be bullies too. Adult bullying behavior is also called abusive, violent, unstable, narcissistic and psychopathic, to name a few. Whatever word you use to describe it, abusive behavior is at the center of it.

First let’s address the why. People become abusers for a whole host of reasons, too many to list. They were abused themselves. They have intense insecurity issues. They developed abusive behavior as a coping mechanism to some other trauma. The list goes on. In any case, it happens.

It’s also important to remember that it takes two in order for abuse to occur. There is an abuser and there is the abused. Likewise, the abused became susceptible to abuse for a reason. This is not victim-blaming, it is a fact. Some are prone to abuse and are even attracted to abusive personalities because of how “love” was modeled to them at some point in their lives.

Abuse occurs for a variety of reasons often related to a power-structure dynamic. The abuser has control over the abused in some way. Perhaps the abuser is a boss, a landlord, a teacher, a parent, or some other individual that has natural authority and abuses it. The pair can also be peers, friends, lovers, siblings. Abusive behavior can crop up in almost any dynamic.

So what do we do about it? I’m not going to speak about domestic violence today because it cannot be addressed simply. It is so complicated that nothing could address it in a few short paragraphs. I’m going to talk about bullying behavior where there is no imminent danger.

In these cases, two things must be done. First, the abused needs to make an active decision to change the situation. Next, they must pursue all means necessary to put an end to the abuse. (I say that the abused should do this because it is very rare that an abuser will make a decision to change such a circumstance of their own accord.) This can be incredibly difficult and unnatural, especially if the person is a people-pleaser of any sort. The abused will need to utilize any resources at their disposal, including family, friends, and even legal action.

The abused will struggle to pursue such means. It is in their nature to “give in,” to resolve things peacefully, to avoid conflict at all costs. This is why an abuser chooses a person like this as a target. They know that they can get away with it. But once their victim has had enough, sometimes they will finally do the work to put an end to the situation. At this point, the abuser may ramp up their abusive behaviors to try and intimidate their victim into not taking action. But the victim must not be deterred.

Abuse is never okay. It is never acceptable and it should not be tolerated. It is a hugely unfortunate part of life, but it does happen. Gratefully we live in a society that is beginning to wake up to the reality of abuse that occurs in so many areas of life. There are resources available to help victims of abuse. Here are some that may help.

If you are a victim of abuse at work, you should be able to reach out to your human resources staff for assistance. If there is no HR staff, reach out to a trusted colleague or another person in a position to help. If there is no one that can help you, you may be forced to leave your job because being in a position where there is no one who can help you is simply not safe. Your mental health (and eventually physical health) can be severely damaged. No job is worth it.

If you are a victim of abuse in any other circumstance, it may be best to remove yourself from it. You may want to “keep trying,” but truly allowing abuse to continue is never worth it.

As I mentioned earlier, I am not addressing the issue of domestic violence today, I may address this here one day, but it is far too much to address in this post. However, if this is an issue for you, the number for the National Domestic Violence Hotline in the US is: 800-799-7233 and the website is: https://www.thehotline.org/.

I write this piece today as victim of abuse myself. I have experienced abuse in many forms. I truly was the definition of the abused and would go to any length to keep peace and avoid conflict. At this point in my life, I have finally implemented many changes that protect me from being abused. I am no longer afraid to set boundaries, to defend myself or to do whatever it takes to protect my peace. It isn’t easy, in fact it’s incredibly difficult–painful even–for me to put myself first and refuse to accept abusive behaviors that are directed toward me. But I am committed to this practice. I know that I deserve it and so does everyone else in this world. We are all entitled to peace and fair treatment.

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    My Journey to Financial Freedom | Part 1: The Fall

    Three years ago, I was nearly $60,000 in debt. I had a Bachelor’s degree that didn’t appear to be worth its weight in salt and a job that couldn’t cover a fraction of my monthly bills. I was terrified.

    Today, I am closer to complete financial freedom than I ever dreamed possible. Last week, I paid off my last remaining credit card balance. This two-part post is a celebration of this incredible milestone in my journey.

    In part one, I will explain how I got to that terrible place. In part two, I will explain how I’m getting out of it (and how you can do it, too).

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    A financial prison is the worst sort of prison to be stuck in. A financial prison does not have steel bars or a prison warden. You will not get sent to financial prison for committing a crime. There is only one person that can sentence you to financial prison. That person is you.

    There are two primary types of financial prisoners:

    1. There are those in financial prison who got there because they truly did not know any better. This type eventually realizes the error of their ways and breaks free.

    2. There are those who knowingly commit themselves to financial prison. This type is well aware of the consequences of living beyond her means; but she does it anyway.

    Of course there are also those who fall somewhere in the middle, like me… (Cue dream sequence.) It all started when I was 18. The guidance counseling systems in my high school and college were either completely inadequate or I simply refused to pay attention. I can’t honestly remember which it was, though I think it was the former. Either way, I was screwed.

    Before me, no one in my family had ever been to college so I didn’t receive much advice. I was thrilled to be out of high school and ready for the next step. I took my SATs one time and applied to one school. My parents, being average folks, made just enough money to prevent me from receiving financial aid; but not enough money to be able to pay my full tuition. For me, this meant loans: “lovely” student loans from “lovely” Sallie Mae.

    My mother co-signed and it was a cinch from there. Each semester I filled out a relatively simple form and like magic, Sallie Mae sent me a check. In fact, Sallie Mae was so generous that they allowed me to take out as much “extra” money as I needed every semester. It was fantastic! Yes, I had money to pay for books, meals, and extra curricula. I also had money to go out and binge drink, buy clothes I didn’t need, designer purses, and more. Sallie Mae was wonderful to me. And the best part if it was that there was no need for discussion. No one guided me, no one advised me, and no one asked me any questions. I showed up at the financial aid office a couple of times each year and it was always smooth sailing.

    On top of that, another great thing happened when I was 18! The credit card companies started to send me applications. And that was just as easy. I got one and then another and then another. Whatever I couldn’t cover with those pretty little checks from Sallie Mae, I could simply charge on my credit cards. College was good to me. I joined a sorority, I partied hard, I shopped until I dropped. What more could a girl ask for?

    It wasn’t all fun & games though. I worked through college. I worked at a children’s camp each summer; I was a Spanish teacher for two years; and toward the end of my college career I was a bookseller at Borders bookstore. All of the money I made working was spending money for me. I had Sallie Mae and the credit cards to pay all of my “real” bills.

    When I finally graduated, I was making a cool $8.25 an hour at Borders. I loved it. I was happy… until one day, out of no where, a letter came in the mail. I had a six month grace period and then I would have to start paying back those loans. My paychecks barely covered my minimum credit card payments. How was I going to make loan payments on top of that?

    So I sat down and did something that I’d never done before. I wrote up a budget. It was horrifying when I realized that even if I’d had no other bills, my monthly wages from Borders wouldn’t even cover half of my monthly student loan payments. The jig was up.

    All told, I came out of college with about $45,000 in student loan debt and almost $15,000 in credit card debt. I hadn’t even lived on campus; I commuted from home; my parents paid for some of my tuition; and I only went to a mediocre school. How the hell was this possible?

    All of a sudden Sallie Mae and the credit card companies didn’t seem so lovely anymore. There was one thought that kept repeating over & over in my head: Why didn’t anyone warn me? I felt cheated, betrayed, angry, afraid, and helpless. I wondered what the people in the financial aid office had been doing all that time. I wondered why my high school guidance counselor didn’t press me harder about applying for scholarships or grants. I wondered a lot of things, but mostly I wondered how the hell I was going to get out of the mess.

    I started sending out resumes for jobs with starting salaries that would at least cover my monthly student loan payments. I sent out resume after resume but before long, I realized another harsh reality. That Bachelor’s Degree in English with a Creative Writing Focus wasn’t so great either. Nobody was calling me back. I couldn’t even get an interview.

    The clock was ticking. I was halfway through my grace period. Then one day, one of my best friends mentioned an opening in her office. I looked over the job description and realized that it had nothing to do with what I’d gone to school for. I didn’t even know what it actually was, but the starting salary was more than what I needed. The rest was history.

    I’ve been at my current company for almost three years now. And yesterday I paid off my last remaining credit card balance! Additionally over these few years, I’ve cut my student loan debt almost in half and by next Winter, I will have it down to a quarter of what I started with.

    Stay tuned for tomorrow’s post, where I will share how I am doing it and how you can do it, too.

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