Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Food for thought, perhaps?

Edited: Here's a story.

Imagine this. An individual that lives fairly comfortably (decide on your own to what 'comfortably' means) fails to see how elevated his position with regards to the standard of living compared to less fortunate souls. After numerous attempts of developing relationships during his younger days, he gets into a relationship that starts out with an over abundant eagerness to please and rising expectations. The relationship hovers at the point where one party moves in with the other. However from expectations, conflict escalates starting with simple situations such as 'honey, what should I wear' moving to deciding on meals and then into 'why can't you understand where I am coming from' quarrels. Unfortunately the relationship ends.

How true is the words of wise Yoda "Love, leads to sadness. Sadness leads to anger. Anger leads to hate. Hate, leads to the dark side.".... or something like that. From this direction of his life, he claims it is terrible and is adamant that his situation is 'unique' citing circumstances that have come to pass. Similar to the standard arguments of youngsters leaning towards "Momma said I'm a special boy!".

The breakup happens after a series of events that were preplanned in his attempts to save the relationship. Specifically by inciting guilt and buying back her affection. His doings mark the typical response of one that does not recognize the signs of a failing relationship simply because of pride. Disregarding the reasons for the relationship turning sour, he strives so valiantly and 'nobly' only to fail due to one task. Finding out what was wrong. No attempt was made. No claim(s) of fault. Only pure testosterone emotional action and reaction.

(Incoming metaphor:
Kind of like how you go to a mechanic with a problem with your car and just show the mechanic the car does not run as it is supposed to. As a reaction to your display of the problematic vehicle, the mechanic paints your car, washes and wipes it clean inside out. He then ties a bow around your car and sends you on your way. Despite your efforts of repeatedly showing the mechanic that your car is not running like a car should, he continues to change your tires and modifies the outlook of your car with a sunroof. And all the while doing this, he expects you to pay him for service rendered. )

I described the situation in many sentences simply to state how simple arguments escalate due to the individual's selection of words and reactions. It is vague, but the outcome is descriptive enough to portray how the relationship became the individual's life. A mechanic with a single customer in his business.

Yes we have heard of this types of relationships. But the story does not end here.

cont'd in Pt.2

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