“The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction, both are transformed.” -Carl Gustav Jung
I don’t know if I am just a bit of an oddball among the human race, but the above statement holds especially true for me. When I let a person into my life I feel that person is likely a part of my existence for the remainder of my being alive. Maybe that is unusual and too intense? I’ve never seen it as a negative. It simply means that my heart expands to let the people I love have a place of his or her own.
However, despite my expanding heart and my willingness to accept people into my life for more than just a quick jaunt, my relationships are rather like that with tupperware: you buy tupperware expecting it to be snug in your cupboard for whenever you need it, so long as you don’t destroy it. You buy it, expect to stay with you for awhile, and then one day, you go to the cupboard to grab a container and find that without reason or explanation your tupperware pieces are missing.
Why is it so easy for some people to leave the life of another without a second glance?
It really makes absolutely no sense. Anthropologically, we are a social animal. Spiritually, we wander in pairs. Ought not we cling to what relationships we form?
Maybe it’s my fault. Maybe I’m not very good at expressing how much I care about the people I encounter. I just don’t know.