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Sunday, 8 December 2024

235: The Fundamental Difference

 Been quiet since the last session on Friday - today is Sunday.

She has made a significant and helpful offer to my sister-in-law on a family matter.

She keeps going on about various 'fundamental differences' between her and me - and also keeps talking about the differences between our families.

Not sure how the latter matters given that I am not particularly close to my family - even my parents when they were alive - and have never imposed either values or presence on her. 'Yes, but I thought you wanted me to be like your family.' Far from it ... anyway, I really cannot be held responsible for what she thought I was thinking.

Then, on an individual level, comments on how I do not impose on friends but they are there to demanded of. I did not point out that I have a set of close and warm friends while her best relations are with her parents' friends rather than her peers. But, never mind, the more she underlines my weaknesses, the better.

Our counsellor is suggesting that we are simply not on the same plane. We just keep missing each other and looking for different things. 

And that is - fundamentally (!) - true.

I am at the end of the scale who is - relatively - easily content. Given my privileged position / start, that is quite a high bar. But, still, I do not have a constant hankering. I have complexes about height and looks and weight but they are my issues and do not affect others. I go out, make friends, do activities and enjoy the times while also appreciating quiet times. Work, in the end, means very little to me other than in building a life.

She, on the other hand, appears to be never happy. Get something and it is on to the next thing. Holidays, meals, going out, what 'other people do' .... 

The first attitude can lead to laziness but, push comes to shove, we have been lucky enough to have a pretty good life. The second helps to motivate but nothing is ever enough. (and I have been the donkey who has kept his head down and been fortunate enough to have brought back the sticks through thick and thin.)

And all that is never going to change.


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