Things were easier to end. They didn't matter as much.
If the guy called it quits; she would cry, friends would help, he would 'become' a bastard.
If the girl called it quits; he would abuse, friends would help, she would 'become' a slut.
It really was as simple.
Today, however, things are not the same. There'e so much emotional effort and taxing politics that goes into it. One's never quite there. It's strange but true. One's either trying and getting into a relationship or getting out of one. The 'in a relationship' seldom occurs. Call me cynical, if you will, but maybe it's a the generation and it's big baggage full of a hell lot of crap that smells of commitment issues. But honestly, it's like nothing is permanent. I hardly know happy 'parents', you know? But then is that really a bad thing?? Nothing is permanent; not even the happiness in other people's lives. How ever bitchy/nasty, it isn't completely false.
I really have very vague memories of the last time I was 'going out'. Ah! The lousiness of the term makes me nauseous. Anyway, when exactly do you start to 'go out'? When exactly are you friends enough to be in a monogamous relationship? When exactly do you start sharing too good a friendship and hence rule out the possibility?
Vague memories. Forgotten reminiscence.
The idea of 'The One' is obviously a freaking utopia. But even on realistic benchmarks, the build up is hard at the moment. There's no right landing.
There's Mr.Right and Mr.Right Now.
The former is not in sight. It makes you wonder, hence, if the latter is worth it at all?
Like Trishi put it just right in one of our million moments of enlightenment:
'Either you are in a relationship since d past 10,000 years.. Or u are never getting into one !! Universal Truth!'
Maybe the rules are changing. Also, the priorities.
More importantly, the needs.
Most importantly, the realities!
Song of the moment : Smells Like Teen Spirit- Nirvana.
No. It has nothing to do with the post.
