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One of my friends is a very patient soul. He patiently waits his turn. He patiently waits for people to call him back. He patiently waits for things to change.
But what I fear is that he waits for a relationship to become healthy. He waits for a change in his significant other’s demeanor. And he’s been waiting a very long time. And as he waits, his soul is exposed to such negativity. And now I think he’s become accustomed to his circumstance. He’s endured a lot in his life and his soul is resilient. But I know a relationship isn’t something you endure. It’s something you enjoy.
How do I know? I was there once. Waiting. Being patient. Waiting. And enduring.
And what’s the difference between he and I? After four years, I got tired of waiting for things to change. I got tired of not having my own spiritual needs not being met. I got tired of never having time for my art because my needs were never acknowledged. I got tired of feeling less than. I got tired of enduring. And I just got tired.
My friend is more patient than I am, but at what cost?