I don’t know much about relationships. What I do know is that people shouldn’t really treat their significant other with less respect. When is enough ever enough?
I have spent years watching my sisters go through boyfriend, break-ups, make-ups, marriage, engagements, and tears. However, there is this one special person that means so much to me. Her name is Jill. Jill is one of those beautiful, smart, independent women that have everything going for themselves. She met this guy named Saul. When I first met him I thought he was nice and he made her happy, so that was a huge bonus. Jill fell madly deeply in love with Saul. Now, I know it sounds cheesy, but she really did fall head over heels for him. Why? I have no clue. Jill has a career (pays really well); a house, a car, and she fell for a guy that has no goals. He worked at the mall and no I am not talking about a teenager here. Everyone wondered what she saw in him, but she didn’t care.
First time he broke her heart; they were about to move in together for the first time and he just up and leaves. He said he just couldn’t do it anymore. After months of binge drinking and beating herself up about him – she takes him back. A year or so later, he breaks her heart again. Again, he said he couldn’t do it anymore. Again, she beats herself up about it – and again she takes him back. Let’s fast forward now to five years later. He proposes to her and tells her he wants to be with her the rest of his life. They buy a house together, set the date, put down payments on everything for the wedding, she bought her dress, and one day he up and leaves again. He said, “I can’t do this anymore.” He moved out and told her she’d be okay without him.
This time all was different. Jill wallowed for the first three weeks, while I sat there with her drinking wine and talking. She went over things in her head over and over, but she couldn’t think of a reason why. I told her how I felt about the situation and she cried. I told her that I thought she deserved the world after being put through all the shit he put her through. I spent many days and nights with her just being girls. We had fun. Then one day he called her. He told her he was sorry and that he would never do it again. He told her all the reasons why he couldn’t stay – and of course it was all her fault. She told him she needed time to think about things.
Then a month had past and she called him to tell him that things weren’t going to work out and that she was fine without him. Saul freaked. He thought he had her, but he realized he lost her. Saul tried and tried to get her back. He made promises and made sure she understood how he felt and how sorry he was. He was very sorry. Jill, a month later, took him back.
Today, they are back together, living in the house, and are going to continue with their wedding plans. Is this happening? Is she really going to get her happy ending? As much as I want to believe him and I want to like him again – I can’t. I cannot do it. Maybe in time I will like him again, but right now I can’t. In fact, I cannot stand the sight of the asshole. I have to be okay with it, right? She is my sister, so I must keep my feelings for him inside. Right?