Wednesday, December 12, 2012

Ya Get What Ya Give

True story.

"Frank, (name withheld) died last night."

"And..."

"I thought you'd want to know."

"Nope, I don't care."

And I meant it.

This person was a relative.  Someone I grew up around.  Someone that loved me in their own way.

This person also brought great pain to those I love so they could feel important to a situation they were unrelated to.  Pain some are still feeling.  I could be more specific but it's unimportant to the moral of this little story.

I am not a "forgive and forget" kind of person.  I see all of the inspirational quotes about how forgiveness helps you grow as a person and how it's what some people's gods want us to do.  And I notice that the people that say those things often spend an awful lot of their time having to forgive others.

Me?  Well, if someone upsets me enough that it may require forgiveness, I consider the relationship.  If they are worth it, I'll forgive them and move on with life.  If they aren't worth it, I simply shut them out of my life as though they never existed.  Doesn't matter if they are friends or family, I don't believe blood ties grant you any special pass to be a shithead. 

Believe me, it's better for everyone this way.  I have the capacity for great cruelty.  I'm not giving you examples, just trust me on this one.  I go my way, they go theirs and, no one gets hurt further.


This isn't something I do every time someone upsets me.  I am capable of forgiving.  It's just that there is a threshold.  A line you don't cross.  Where that line is directly relates to how close we are.  I can't imagine a single thing my wife could do to me to make me ever shut her out.  Some people could look at me wrong and get banished from my life.

Ok, that last line was a bit of an exaggeration but the point is, my apathy is proportionate to our bond.  The closer we are, the more likely forgiveness will be.

This isn't a movie.  I'm not some sad little man that has refused to see his friends or family over minor issues.  This is real life where some people just don't deserve another chance.  Ya see, if they cared as much as I do, there wouldn't be a need for more chances. If they can't be bothered to care, neither can I.

11 comments:

  1. I truly agree with everything you are saying. This post rings very true for me.

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  2. Again, you words are so honest and pointed. I respect this, Monkey. It goes with your previous post regarding forgiveness. Trust & forgiveness are things that I understand. Sometimes the only thing left to do is close the door.

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    1. Exactly. It's not that I enjoy closing the door, it's just that sometimes it's the only rational choice.

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  3. Again, you words are so honest and pointed. I respect this, Monkey. It goes with your previous post regarding forgiveness. Trust & forgiveness are things that I understand. Sometimes the only thing left to do is close the door.

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  4. I often wish that I was one of those people who can forgive and move on but I'm not.
    I treat others as they treat me and if you purposely set out to hurt me or mine, then nothing on earth will stop me from kicking back.
    Like you said, it's all dependent on the closeness of the person in relation to me.

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    1. Forgiveness, real forgiveness, is hard. The person has to be worth the pain and some just aren't.

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  5. Sometimes deeming the person's actions insignificant to you is more healing than actively forgiving them. In deeming them unimportant to you, you don't allow them the ability to hurt you any more. In forgiving them, you allow that chance.

    Very well written.

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    1. It's not that their actions are insignificant, at least not for me. It's that the actions are so significant that the person no longer is. I don't wish them harm, I just stop caring what happens to them.

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  6. I am much like this, I am very forgiving, and will give most people amother chance, but one more is about all you get. Cross that line again and you are toast, good as dead in my eyes. I don't get angry or even, I just no longer care, much like your response to the man who died in your story. They only get one shot at hurting me or those I love. It's called self-preservation, why open yourself for more hurt?

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    1. I'm far more forgiving if they only upset me. In the story above, the person didn't set out to hurt anyone. It was her inability to consider the consequences of her actions that caused the pain. Hard to discuss without the specifics, perhaps I'll share the story at another time.

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