Over That Edge

I have seen some of my friends completely losing it. Most of the times, it is usually because of issues to do with marriage…It is almost always about marriage, what else? Here i am, watching from the sidelines and scratching my head in amazement. Look, it is much more interesting when you are a spectator, watching and learning, forming your own judgments. How is it that once people get into this thing they lose themselves completely? Forget who they truly are? I have seen people i once knew become someone else. Seen a friend become a shell of her former self while abandoning all her dreams in the process. Surely, even if you succeed into completely changing who you are for someone else, will this person ever be satisfied? The answer is probably no. This person will keep wanting you to change until you become a whole different person. And then one day you shall become an empty shell with nothing left to offer.

This whole marriage hullabaloo has been eating at me for quite a while now; it is like there is a devil in the works, doing the rounds every single minute and working so hard at destroying what should otherwise be a beautiful institution. Institution. aha.

Everywhere i look someone is separating from their partner or getting a divorce. Or having these crazy fights about the most mundane of stuff. Some of the reasons for these actions are laughable, for lack of a better word. The intensity of these fights is shocking especially because looking at it from a bystander´s point of view, were these fights worth it in the first place?

Seeing the same person every morning for the rest of your life……is….as these millennials are prone to say – issa lie.

No, i am not married. That is why when another of my girlfriends called me the other day wailing loudly while insisting that this time it really is over, i listened to her grieve it out and calmly asked her to stay put as i go pick her up. I sat still for a few minutes, wondering what on earth was really going on and if all this getting tied down business was ever worth it.

Heck, i asked myself if anything was really worth it anymore. It seems like I am losing it, caught up in a haze and just watching the days rush by like someone in a constant state of highness. But what do i know? Clearly not much, and i might be judging my girls harshly mostly because i haven’t walked down that marriage path. Although come to think of it, what does anyone know? We are all on “trial and error” when it comes to this thing called life; it doesn’t come with a manual you know.

You keep trying, keep getting burnt while hoping you do not get over that edge.

Maybe this is what growing up means – it is a pity that no one ever warned us it would be this hard.