Bullying.
We all know it, have done it, been party to it or suffered under it.
We tend to associate bullying with school ... and thug like behaviour .. those who hold the perceived power towering over the bullied person, whether verbally or physically.
And then you leave school and live happily ever after right?
Wrong.
Adulthood brings a new playing field. There is an extension to the bullying roster ... a game that I am sometimes prone to being a victim of ..... mind games.
An older friend of mine, a counselling expert with wheelbarrows of experience, was happy to meet me for cappuccinos a short while ago, in the hope of helping me - I wanted to explore this topic in the hope that my questions would find answers.
People have strange habits and "almal het hulle nukke" but the answers I received that morning were interesting .... I was told that mind games are one of the foremost adult bullying tactics. It manifests itself in people who deliberately express themselves or say things (or deliberately not say things) only having one goal in sight ... to hurt the person in their sights. Because this makes them in some way feel good and gives them a feeling of power. And I am talking about adults doing this to other adults.
She was not able to clear up for me why human beings desire to do this.
So what now? Bullies must be stood up to ... so next time someone aims at you ... tell them they have achieved a bullseye in the "hurt you department" ... and ask them if they truly feel great now.
Even clap if you need too.
Till soon
c'est la vie
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