June 03, 2005

When You’re Caught Between A Rock & A Hard Place

A friend’s recent conversation with her ex-boyfriend incited this little rant. I’ve heard this happen to 5 different people on the span of 3 months and I still find it exasperating. Apparently, some members of the male specie are rapidly losing whatever little amount of testicular fortitude that nature has bestowed upon them.

The situation is this:

The guy is tired of the relationship, the circumstances, the arguments, the making up, the monotonous sex, the tiring routine, when push comes to shove --- he’s tired of you. He’s so fed up he wants to smite you off of his little piece of the world and would rather stare at his stamp collection than to enjoy the company that is you. But did he break up with you? Noooo. Instead he let it drag on and on and on until you snapped and decided to ditch him only to find out months later that “He was being a gentleman by letting you save face and break up with him first rather than the other way around.” BULLSHIT. The gall really, because it sounds like he deserves a thank you card and a medal of honor.

Dudes, here is the deal, if you can’t bear another second with your other half or if you have any other reasons to end it, spit it out because by not doing so, you’re prolonging the torture for all the parties involved. Your torture is in the form of subjecting yourself to the loveless relationship which is nothing compared to the affliction that you have brought upon your partner. You keep them in the dark and give them false hope because little do you know they may be doing the little-engine-that-could routine and are trying to salvage what’s left of your relationship. It’s a cowardly thing to do and in the end you are a spineless jerk. In your opinion you are the considerate and thoughtful party, but by technicality, you are the biggest loser. But that’s just me.

Or maybe girls are guilty of this as well. Okay we are. I just think it’s silly to continue on something that you’ve lost the passion for, pointless really. The intent may be sincere --- to not cause pain, sadness, shame, anger, resentment, heartache, acne, migraines, heart palpitations, brain trauma, epileptic shocks, outbursts of violence, nervous ticks, dementia, Bell’s palsy, and so on and so forth --- but there are two things to be considered: a. You will though, in the end. Best not to aggravate it further. And b. There is no such thing as a pleasant breakup. Or if there is, well that’s nice to know. Still, I’d say it’s minimal and rare.

So how is it supposed to end?

Closer.

I’m referring to the movie.

“I don’t love you anymore. Goodbye.”

And so it is...just like you said it would be...life goes easy on me...most of the time...
Who said it had to be complicated? When it’s gone, it’s done.

1 Comments:

Blogger Bea Litao said...

It’s just the ego of the person that makes it harder for them to break up. Actually... how stupid? I mean, if you don't love the person anymore, spit it out directly than subsiding it for the other half to guess, right? That makes it harder for everyone, basically. That includes the friends that you'll be telling this and that to and the other people you'll be spitting it out on rather than telling whatever is on your mind to the real party involved...

Pride and ego… what a shame?

But then, who am I to say these things? Nothing much... just someone who finally experienced something like that. Although, I forced him to spit it out.

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