Relationships

I am not good in keeping relationships, and believe me it is not for the lack of trying. My marriage ended after twenty years. Looking back I sometimes question if there was really a beginning, I believe we didn’t properly start, not in the right way at least. I was young, naïve and starry eyed. I thought at first that we could somehow wing it. It took me more than a decade to realize that we were living next to each other but not together, that there was no relationship to speak of.

From there it went downhill. Little girls do grow up and with it come some understanding of certain things, like realizing that the picture was not complete, there were pieces missing. And what people do when they miss something? They go looking for it. When they found the missing pieces they start comparing. And when you compare nothing to something, the result is pretty obvious. You will find out that what has been done to you, you can do too; and suddenly “eat your heart out” is not such a bad motto.

But I’m good in burning bridges, sometimes when I’m still standing on it. That too wasn’t all deliberate. Sometimes you’ve got to do what you’ve got to do to stop the crazies from following you. In case of my family, it took me almost five decades to recognize a hopeless situation which I was staring at whole my life but failed to see. Burn baby, burn.

That’s probably the reason why I clamped up in FB if some familiar faces send me friends requests. Then I go in hiding and delete every recognizable image of me wherever they can find it. Those are the people that I shared the greatest time of my life. We shared memories, we have history, yet I have no desire to rekindle the old flames and revisit the past. There are valid reasons for that choice (I don’t do things without valid reasons) one of those is: we cannot go back to the past. I don’t want to risk shuttering some very good memories by giving them a second chance. Things rarely go the way you wanted them to go. Experience taught me that some things are better left buried.

Another reason is: It did not end well to begin with, why dig up old bones?  

My experience of friendship is neatly sorted out in two categories: betrayal and betrayal. Wait before you say anything it is really like that. Betrayal by women friends because of envy, jealousy or simply because most are born that way. Betrayal by men friends because somehow along the way, they get it in their heads to throw a spanner in the works by convincing themselves that there is more to a relationship than mere friendship and demanding a concrete definition of what’s going on between the two of you and a title to go with it plus rights to go with the title. I simply cannot do that. A friend is a friend. Exploring outside the boundaries is a sure recipe for disaster. There is no way back after that, no matter which way it goes.

I know that some marry their best friends. First of all, if you marry a friend s/he’s not a friend no more. There are some specific rules and expectations attached to the new status. I know that friendship can exist between a couple which is good for when the honeymoon phase is over and the cloak and dagger aspect of romance is nothing but a forgotten memory and passion is a distant past, there is always a friendship to fall back on. But it is very different than marrying a friend. A friend is someone you don’t harbor romantic feelings for like lust, you would not wake up one day and find out that you are falling for this person who does not move you one bit since the first time you laid eyes on him.

Of course one can marry whoever one wants but I must warn you that there is some setback doing these practical moves. If not one single strand of your hair stood out for this person in the beginning,  chances are it will never happen later married or not. There will be some sparks but never a burning flame. I’ve been there done that.

Where am I? Yes, keeping relationships and burning bridges and my attitude towards friendships reminds me of this quote …

“It makes no difference if I burn my bridges behind me_ I never retreat.”

You know what they say: don’t mind swimming if the bridge is fucked up to begin with…

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48 thoughts on “Relationships”

    1. The pleasure is mine. Privacy is difficult these days unless one wants to go in constant hibernation. Before you know, something random you’ve said is all over the internet because someone finds it funny to quote you. It is becoming a really, really small world indeed.

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  1. Your viewpoint, as well as your story, almost mirrors my own. F&– bridges, I am fully capable of assembling a raft if I need to cross, although if the other side is unappealing at any point, I cant imagine that i’d need to.

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  2. “It makes no difference if I burn my bridges behind me_ I never retreat.”

    ^ This quote is AMAZING! Love love love it! I want to take it and create an entire blog post around it.

    The blog as a whole is amazing! You have such a great voice in your writing! Can’t wait for more to come!

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  3. Wow. You got a point back there regarding ‘marrying a bestfriend’. I somehow planned that out but because you write this I feel like I remember this.

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    1. All is based on my personal experience and from observing people and life in general. But they say in every rule… you know the drill. I would love to hear those exception for a change. Only if they can present some concrete comparison by first hand experience.

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      1. Satisfied is far from happy. But then happiness is a big word. Even me opted for contentment as opposed to happiness. You’re right, to each his own. Whatever floats the boat, right? Besides, passion seldom last longer than two years. It is hard to keep the flame burning. I appreciate you sharing your thoughts.

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  4. Interesting warning against marrying a friend whom you feel no lust for. Makes sense to me, though I never thought about it that way before.

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  5. Well I don’t want to rain on your parade but when it rains it pours I’m not afraid of being wet, nor does being on a deteriorating bridge in flames scare me . don’t know what i just said or what it means it just came out that way.

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    1. What counts is you’re here sharing your thoughts. I don’t expect everyone to agree with me. After all, everything I put here is just my personal point of view and everyone has own opinion. I respect all of them.

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  6. Agree with some, not so much others, but it’s all a matter of degrees for me. Whatever, I enjoyed reading your perspective, experiences and thoughts very much!

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      1. This one landed on my spam folder and just saw it today. Sorry about that.
        Where we are… Ah, Yes… true. When I heard a click in my brain, it means it is time to pack and go. And once I do that, there is no power in this world that can make me change my mind. But before I do the leaving, I did already everything possible to stay. I learned to recognize a hopeless situation when I see one.

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      2. You know what, I think that’s a female thing, that finality. Maybe that relates to what an earlier commenter said about men being stuck in time…?

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      3. I very very rarely burn bridges. Sometimes I have to draw them up to protect myself for a while, sometimes from myself! Sometimes i’ll let them crumble too. Mostly I’m to weak in that regard because I see more good than I should possibly.

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      4. I think when it really comes to it, none really wants to terminate connection severely including me. But like you said sometimes we have no choice but to protect ourselves.

        I don’t know if one can call optimism a weakness… but then again there is always two sides of the same coin.

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  7. I have been following your post for some time now and i am already in love with your writing.

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  8. I already declared it that, however, feel like saying it again… You are an awesome writer, my dear 🙂 Keep writing. Love to you!!

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