When you have a fall out with someone do you always wish them the worst?
Well, Yes, I do! Or rather, more than half the time. It’s satisfying to wish them evil after all they annoyed me so why not! I’m sure you do the same too even if sometimes.
So yesterday I reconciled with a friend after prolonged malice, we reflected on everything that happened, what led to what and the side effects. It’s so funny that he even confessed to unfollowing me on Instagram. He said he’s been meaning to follow back but he’s not sure how I will feel.
He just didn’t want to see any ‘Junk’ that reminded him of me. So he erected so many barricades, especially on social media.
Well, guess what! I wasn’t angry, I understood him not just because I am capable of doing the same but because I know how prickly a reminder of someone who did you dirty can be… its always as ‘Prickly as Hell’
The feeling is hell! Especially on social media, one glance at their picture and you wonder why the heck they are smiling. And then it begins to feel like their adrenaline grew to post so much of junks … well, I don’t even hesitate to utilize my mute button on Whatsapp. I just wouldn’t be seeing your face at such times.
It’s ridiculous because it subliminally metamorphoses to a thing of ‘who’s living their best life’. Flaunting pictures, posting unnecessary quotes and so many more the other part wouldn’t love to deal with.
It’s funny how we do the most when someone gets in our bad book especially the ones we care(d) about. How we begin to perceive them and how they suddenly look mundane in our eyes. Times like this, their flaws become very visible and we wish the worst happens to them so that they come running back to us.
It’s feeling is funny and absurd. Moments like this we crave reconciliation on a platter yet we are very reluctant to move the motion?
But here’s the deal, if someone got me angry and I don’t feel in any of these ways I have written or even more, then they never meant a thing to me or I got over them real fast.
Fact is, our love gets wicked when the ones we care about presses hard on our toes. Every reminder of them is as prickly as hell.