Mar 12, 2007 12:09
I was watching a show called Intervention. Each episode follows two people with problems: cutters, alcoholics, drug users, eating disorders, etc. You see the ugly side of their lives, the hopeless addiction, and the endless excuses. Then it concludes with the intervention, friends and family giving an ultimatum to get help or we won't be here for you anymore. It sounds cruel, but a lot of them have excused the behavior for so long that they’re essentially accepting it and allowing the person to continue the same self destructive path. Sometimes one must be cruel to be kind, although it's hard for me feel sympathy for some of these people.
In a way, it reminds me of what I did, what maybe we all did, to S. Tired of S’s behavior, we stopped contacting S -- not that S tried all that hard to stay in touch with us. I don’t know if it made a difference or if S was oblivious to it all.
I don’t remember exactly what the last straw was, but I do remember being tired of the high school behavior, the unreliability, and giving the same advice, knowing none of it would be heeded until too late. But that’s how a most people are, right? The best way to learn a lesson is the hard way, through trial and error. Our elders may tell us fire hurts repeatedly, but it doesn’t penetrate our thick skulls until we’re suffering third degree burns.
friendship,
human nature