Addiction to Abuse

Maybe abuse is addictive because of the abuser not the abusee... As in person A convinces person B by means of manipulation and mindplay, that abuse itself is the one true expression of love and affection, when in reality it is not.

This game continues till even the most educated person; a well rounded, sensibl, responsible individual, is now fully confused about his / her own beliefs and boundaries.

It is made possible not because of a weakness, or stupidity but because person b has already been trusted Person B so much (achieved via false play involving extravagance and great amounts of attention) , the damage is already done... trust is where is stems... and that is what person A is playing with... Person B may be a strong person but the trust is a vulnerability that perhaps was forgone unknowingly...

The real question for me atleast is why Person A actually does this, uses Person B. One likely possibility is that Person A believes, from the bottom of his / her heart that he / she / it / they :P deserve this I dunno... hm... DIVINE amount of attention, and they are truly totally selfish... maybe they feel the only way they can protect and maintain Person B is by making B abide to all of their rules all the time, totally forgetting that B is a person of his / her own and has a right to their lives.

That's more on the emotional aspect of it though. I personally find it hard to believe how you can sooooo totally lose your temper that you can't see what you are inflicting on the person infront of them. How could one person be so blind, so deaf, so cruel... so blatantly?

One is that if its socially the norm then the person has no idea what he / she is doing is wrong... this is all because the Abuser is conditioned to believe that what he / she is doing to Person B is what that person deserves - a duty perhaps to Person A... or a higher power... whatever.

I can rationalise the actions and words even more but personally I fail to see how it's right, how it could be forgiven even... I could never live with my self should I make my own children bleed. Much less a stranger... people I chose to bring into my life (like lovers) either.

I'm not dramatizing a slap administered in a fit of fury but rather, punch after punch and blow after blow... with tools, barehands and more... that really is inhuman. And there is nothing any one could do or say to deserve such treatment. Except perhaps to do the same.