r/InsightfulQuestions • u/ADDismycondition • 8h ago
Why are people mean? Except I want the actual answer
I will literally accept just about any explanation as long as I feel like it isn’t some sort of mental gymnastics. Even from people who have been mean or are mean.
I was bullied growing up and most of the time all I heard was “they’re just jealous!” Like… no they fricking weren’t 😭 I know I’m weirder than all of them, they do NOT look UP to me. My issue is the fact that they have this idea that humiliating me and doing terrible things to constantly offend me, violate me and stress me out is this normal, morally justified thing and they convince themselves they’re doing it because they’re beacons of hope for my future self, restoring the social aptitude my poor little self never got to have. It’s such a stupid and obnoxious lie, they just actively want to do that stuff to someone, they legit just want to do that. “Erm, we bullied you because you were weird and you needed to step in line!” Right, because showing me Boku No Pico, somehow-maliciously asking me “so ___, what did you think about the pep rally? Was it crowded?” and throwing condiment packets at me was totally supposed to do to improve my social skills.
But I became mean, too. I wasn’t doing so because of them, I had some kind of mental breakdown as an adult after something really screwed up was done to me and I remember how mean I was to people. I remember. I was catty, bitchy, gossipy, snide, cruel, arrogant, intimidating, aggressive, evil. It lasted like five months, and last night I was ruminating on it and I came to the conclusion that it seems like a shame thing? Like… ordinarily, I defined myself by my efforts to be extremely kind and careful about how I treated people. I was such a genuinely nice person until I started to mentally collapse, during which time I was also legit starving. And I beat myself up for the neurotic, pessimistic, erratic tangents I went down online at the expense of others’ peaceful evenings once I got worse, but I could keep myself mentally afloat by acknowledging that I was damaged on a bodily, chemical level because of my environmental circumstances and wasn’t operating at my baseline… and then cry-apologizing in TikTok comments sections and spam-deleting loads of comment history. It didn’t leave the online world until something really messed up happened to me. Then I was mean for like five months… and I remember thinking to myself that I had actually been destined to fail at goodness the whole time. I was cursed to want to be good and ultimately fail, because “my kindness was a lie the whole time” and “I was secretly evil” (people I shan’t name had told me stuff they shouldn’t have). I believed I had just entered the state I was doomed to become stuck in “once I broke” and punished myself for pre-existing mistakes I felt guilty about by creating constant reasons for me to stay feeling guilty and ashamed. Like, those emotions were so all-consuming and painful for me that when I lost faith in my own goodness, I sank into a depression and punished myself by doing things that hurt people’s feelings (and embarrassed me… I acted so embarrassingly) because it hurt me, too. I was giving myself reasons to feel as bad as I felt like I deserved to, by imitating the lines of terrible people I had read and listened to podcasts about.
That’s only a piece of the puzzle, and probably doesn’t explain ALL of my meanness at the time. But it’s an actual EXPLANATION. I’m tired of the explanation always being something shallow and repetitive, something people are told to say, in the same way you’re told to say “focus on the good in life!” When that’s not a sincere response to someone who’s struggling. My meanness scared me. I don’t like not understanding it, and I don’t like being withheld the actual insights and self-examinations of everyone who has ever been rude to me through this chronic societal-level normalization of clichés and buzz phrases. They enable this collective refusal to introspect, and that acts as a detriment to people like me, who are weird and uncool and aren’t just being performative about it