Disposable Relationships
Maybe it's just my personal experience, even though I haven't been around all that long. But from what I have seen in my life and the lives of those around me, is that more and more, relationships seem to be easily disposable.
I'm not saying that I'd like to be like my grandparents and have to be with someone for life, because it's the done thing, or for the kids, or because society rejects you if you decide to be different. That's not it at all.
But nowadays we are constantly bombarded with advertisements where you can get better, cheaper, faster, more, and most of society is being taught that everything is disposable and it's ok. I disagree.
It's all very well to be emancipated, and independent, and have all the rights and some in the world, but I think people have lost track of what should be truly valued.
Another person's heart isn't disposable. It's something to be cared for. If you're with someone, and you really want to be with them, then try. And if it's not perfect, as no relationship is, try harder. If there is love, you should try. You owe it to yourself, to the relationship, and to your loved one.
Breaking up over niggling arguments, the illusion that you're incompatible (sometimes completely opposite people are great together), because you want to be right every time, because you're too proud, because you're selfish and want everything your way, or because you're not willing to make an effort, are all the easy way out.
If you're truly dedicated, you can look to yourself and make adjustments. If your partner loves you, they also will try. It's so easy to let go, it's much harder, but also more rewarding, to go the distance.
I'd like to know what other people's feelings are on the way relationships work nowadays and whether you agree that relationships seem to break up as easily as they started...thanks for your views.
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Whether we write or speak or do but look
We are ever unapparent. What we are
Cannot be transfused into word or book.
Our soul from us is infinitely far.
However much we give our thoughts the will
To be our soul and gesture it abroad,
Our hearts are incommunicable still.
In what we show ourselves we are ignored.
The abyss from soul to soul cannot be bridged
By any skill of thought or trick of seeming.
Unto our very selves we are abridged
When we would utter to our thought our being.
We are our dreams of ourselves, souls by gleams,
And each to each other dreams of others' dreams.
Fernando Pessoa, 1918
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