I am always fascinated by human relationships and just how complex they can get on a deeper level. Over the years we meet countless people and form nearly infinite connections. Often times I'm just browsing through the social media ( 'cause I have nothing better to do I guess...) and see mutual friends who have known my friends for far more years than I did. And that really puts me in a place of introspection I guess.
I would like to equate that feeling to an astronomer looking up to the stars and seeing processes on a celestial level or looking at formations of stars. It provides a certain perspective. It puts you in place. It can show that we are indeed not in the centre of the universe. Then the grim realisation dawns on me that yes, I may not be that important to whoever it is. No matter how much reassurance is given, there is always that little voice in the back of your head. That annoying prick of a voice. We always serve a role or a responsibility in these relationships; they are informal but exist nonetheless. And these aren't the hardest things the world, mostly just stuff like hanging around, or you being dragged into some label like 'the funny guy', not in a derogatory sense. It's like you're serving a function in the group based on your personality, providing a different side of life to the person like different comic books that guarantee different experiences. At least that is what I think. At times I have pondered on the possibility that if I got in a fight with a friend they could just ignore me just because they have an option of like a plethora of other different, possibly more interesting people.
However thinking in that way feels too selfish and I really tend to embarrass myself that way, because there is a certain grandeur to it. Once you think that how many people we have met and formed relationships over the years, how many times we meet new people through already formed relationships. It really is fascinating to think whether we have impacted some fibre of their being as much as we feel they have impacted ours. And before we know it we have formed these intricate relationships with these amazing people whether it be through family, friends or just random chance.
I would like to equate that feeling to an astronomer looking up to the stars and seeing processes on a celestial level or looking at formations of stars. It provides a certain perspective. It puts you in place. It can show that we are indeed not in the centre of the universe. Then the grim realisation dawns on me that yes, I may not be that important to whoever it is. No matter how much reassurance is given, there is always that little voice in the back of your head. That annoying prick of a voice. We always serve a role or a responsibility in these relationships; they are informal but exist nonetheless. And these aren't the hardest things the world, mostly just stuff like hanging around, or you being dragged into some label like 'the funny guy', not in a derogatory sense. It's like you're serving a function in the group based on your personality, providing a different side of life to the person like different comic books that guarantee different experiences. At least that is what I think. At times I have pondered on the possibility that if I got in a fight with a friend they could just ignore me just because they have an option of like a plethora of other different, possibly more interesting people.
However thinking in that way feels too selfish and I really tend to embarrass myself that way, because there is a certain grandeur to it. Once you think that how many people we have met and formed relationships over the years, how many times we meet new people through already formed relationships. It really is fascinating to think whether we have impacted some fibre of their being as much as we feel they have impacted ours. And before we know it we have formed these intricate relationships with these amazing people whether it be through family, friends or just random chance.
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