Why Do We Say Hurtful Things When Angry?

Why Do We Say Hurtful Things When Angry?

Do you know ‘why do we say hurtful things when angry?’ Cynicism, irony, causticity, gossip are all not the same, but they are all nearby. This month, I am engaged in the prevention of thoughts and feelings, and I think a lot about how bad words and evil thoughts permeate our lives, sometimes remaining unnoticed or even being elevated to the rank of valor.

Here is self-irony – is that wonderful, sort of? And an ironic attitude towards others is kind of not very good. And cynicism? It helps to separate the wheat from the chaff, helps not to be deceived, and interferes with noticing the good and collecting it bit by bit, and that also offends people, for example.

  • What about wit?
  • When does it overstep boundaries and become violent?
  • What about gossip?
  • Is it just an exchange of news and opinions and, in general, a little even useful or more often a spiteful, envious and unproductive way to spend your and other people’s time?

I have a long personal history of cynicism and acrimony. I still remember a conversation with my mother that I had when I was seven years old, which set the vector for my behavior and attitude towards people for many years.

I went to first or second grade and was not the most famous child. I studied well, grabbed everything on the fly, did not like to give cheats to idlers, in general, relationships did not add up to all. And sometimes they said some unpleasant, childishly evil words to me and also threw pieces of paper and something there is still not the cutest of the arsenal of school children.

Why Do We Say Hurtful Things When Angry?
Why Do We Say Hurtful Things When Angry?

I shared my experiences with my mother, and my mother, the kindest, most tender person, as well as a divorced woman, who raised me the most challenging preschool years alone while working, living separately from my parents, and trying to be independent in everything and protect herself, said: “Why are you silent in response? After all, you can hit with a word much more painful than with your fists.” And she gave me a couple of quick answers for my offenders as an example.

Lesson learned as they say. Like most lessons of that time, the seven-year-old girl learned a five-plus lesson – those words laid on fertile ground. And away we go. I enjoyed how caustically I can respond and how painful it is to pry. And many became afraid of getting caught on my tongue.

I wasn’t rude, and I wasn’t rude; I sniped at the sore spots, and I succeeded. The enemies crawled away and rarely crawled again. Probably, it will be superfluous to add that I had no more friends, although, in fairness, not everyone got my bile, and, of course, I also had close people, but, of course, there were not many of them.

Why Do We Say Hurtful Things When Angry?
Why Do We Say Hurtful Things When Angry?

When I was already over 20, many friends turned to me with questions, what to answer in some difficult dialogues and situations, how to “shake off” the offender, how to put him in his place – such was my reputation. It is how I lived – defending myself at the behest of my mother, even when there was no need to protect myself, biting reflexively so as not to bite me.

It is challenging for these patterns to break in my head, but at some point, I began to think more about practicality and the trace that I leave in society, for example. Then I began to bite my tongue more often.

The ability to see weaknesses tried to process into criticism, which seemed a constructive and kind gesture, as opposed to just humiliation. I have already written a lot about this. In general, I went through a period of hard truth and absolute honesty with those who are important to me. I’m trying to get out of all this and shift the focus to good, positive, and worthy development.

You know, there is such an experiment, I do not remember who conducted it, but the point was that people who learned to speak in public read their speeches in front of the group, and the group noted the advantages and did not criticize at all.

Then they repeated the lesson, taking into account the feedback, and each time their speech became better, the accents moved by themselves to the right places, and the deficiencies were corrected.

Why Do We Say Hurtful Things When Angry?
Why Do We Say Hurtful Things When Angry?

I’m not sure if this is a 100% recipe for success for any person in the world. Some of us are ready to take feedback with any sign or intention to work and use it as a resource for growth. But I’m also not sure that criticism is not just another mask of anger and bile.

What can we say about undisguised anger? It seems that such conversations are highly toxic, and to maintain them is to steal from yourself.

In most of us, at the level of reflexes, it is laid down to discuss and gossip – this is how we explore the world; this is how we check our watches with friends and new acquaintances, checking whether our ideas about good and evil agree. But what makes us spend hours, days, and years selflessly discussing others in search of the dubious truth about the actual state of affairs in life and the head of someone other than ourselves?

As if on purpose, lately, discussions of different people have begun to catch my eye more and more often. I even managed to overhear a couple of New York gossip at the adjacent cafe tables. Some of the characters under discussion are closer to me than those discussing, someone I do not know at all. But this does not change the essence at all.

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Why Do We Say Hurtful Things When Angry?
Why Do We Say Hurtful Things When Angry?

Regardless of whether I agree with the voiced opinions or not, I see only one thing in this: a monstrous waste of time and energy on grinding something that has nothing to do with you and does not affect you in any way, except to poison you from the inside.

And no matter how people revel in funny and precise formulations, funny and prickly jokes addressed to others and how accurately they noticed something and how skillfully put their observations into words, at this time, their own life stands still.

Their soul is rotting a little more. It doesn’t matter if it is said to your face, over tea with a girlfriend, or in a secret corner on the Internet. Is it worth stealing time from your own life without bringing anything tangible and worthwhile into the real world?

In general, following my intention to see and pedal the pluses, I admit that these people still do something good – every time, wanting to open their mouths or even move their brain a little towards other people’s supposedly shortcomings and punctures, I imagine this croaking, witty swamp of gossips.

I see myself timidly jumping from bump to bump. And the mouth somehow closes itself, and thoughts are happily redirected somewhere else more creative side. I believe that it does not affect me alone.

Well, and most importantly – if we are not kind to others, if we do not know how to be merciful, if we don’t want to understand or we cannot retreat from what we cannot understand, how we will be kind to ourselves, how we will forgive ourselves for our imperfection, about which we know much better than the imperfection of others?

Why Do We Say Hurtful Things When Angry?
Why Do We Say Hurtful Things When Angry?

How will others be kind to us? Should we expect more generosity from them than what we are capable of? Can we earnestly hope that in exchange for our malice, we will receive good? It happens, of course, and this, but it also happens vice versa. But for some reason, I want to believe in higher mathematics, in the law of karma, if you like, in the fact that sooner or later, everything will fall into place.

But even if it doesn’t work, it’s more pleasant for me to live with the knowledge that I am open to the world and do no harm, at least on purpose. It’s a long journey without end, and every day I start by refreshing new attitudes in my memory, and then time after time, I break into the usual movements. But this is part of the process that generates such reflections, for example, and this is also a blessing.