And it hurts real bad the closer you are to someone. If this post were a movie, it’s title would be Love Actually (Hurts) with it’s tagline being The Closer, the Harder. Maybe we should all go back to the German Expressionism or Neorealism way of making moving reels – so much more reflective of the world we live in.
I recall those times when being rude to my mum, my parents in the heat of the moment was the ‘cool’ thing to do. It gave me ‘power’, gave me ‘authority’ but there was never a huge payoff. Both parties will be hurt terribly. Crying it out was the best way to release those cooped-up tensions. Those instances were definitely lose-lose situations.
We don’t really see such exchange of emotions happening between strangers yea.
However, when true forgiveness, because of the same parent-child love, enters the equation, the outcome changes for the better. And the whole family unit becomes stronger.
The thing is that we will definitely get hurt and hurt our loved ones. There is no denying that. But it is how we resolve it that really matters. It’s how we forgive and move on and up from the current state we are in.
This thing we call ‘love’, super complicated, super incomprehensible.
And now, I shall go back to my triangular-shaped wholemeal bread slices with 4-fruits jam and Malaysia’s homemade brown kaya, mixed herbs scrambled egg that is slightly burnt and a packet of marigold soya bean extract with loads of sugar. After this hopefully-short period of reflection, I shall tackle some effwhypee stuff.