Why does it seem that some adults literally stopped growing emotionally? This is really baffling to me. There in front of me I see a grown up; well up in their years, acting like a child having a temper tantrum. I suppose in order to see or know this for sure one would have to spend a great deal of time around a child or children. It is easier to look over an actual child that acts this way.
These same people are quick to get angry and insist that they are “tired of being treated like a child”, yet they won’t admit to their stunted emotional growth. Like a child; these people are selfish and self relevant. They only concern themselves with how things affect them. They don’t have a lot of patience for others and have a small capacity for compassion. These same people have been told throughout their adulthood that they need to take lessons in sensitivity.
It’s so hard to be in a relationship with someone like this. No one is perfect, but this particular flaw makes for a lose/lose situation, especially if there are real children in the mix. How do you tell a grown up to grow the hell up? How do you pray for someone to change when they see nothing wrong with how they are?
I try to work on my flaws on a daily basis, I am not always successful. I know that not everyone does the same. In my situation, I keep having to have the same argument over and over again. A certain person is just not taking the hint. In so many words they say they will change, but nothing ever does. This is how I came to realize that people should really work on themselves and their personal issues before they call their self a spouse or a parent. If you are not willing to do the work from the inside out, nothing else matters.
It’s amazing how a man can go to work and give 110% with his hands and come home that evening and give 35-65 percent. Do you have to get paid to be on you P’s and Q’s? Is it too much to ask to step it up a notch?
I know that every father and husband can’t be like Dr. Heathcliff Huxtable; he’s not even real. The idea is phenomenal though. Imagine having a man who is warm, sensitive, humorous, loving, and willing to dig in even after a long day at work. I also imagine that having a wife like Mrs. H. is dreamlike as well. I’m certainly no Clair, so I shouldn’t be wishing for Cliff. I just wonder if there is somewhere that we can meet in between.
The growing pains of relationships are meant to help everyone develop into better people. Why does it feel like it’s tearing me apart? I will pray for strength and wisdom. Only time will tell if it is in vain.
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