I am Attachment Barbie. I really want to be GI Jane Barbie, but sadly I'm not.
I
attach for life. It takes a long time for me to attach to someone but
when I do, it's like an octopus to the face, I'm there until you
manage to pry yourself free. It's not rock 'n roll to be Attachment
Barbie. The GI Jane's have the monopoly on the cool factor. I envy
those people. The people who legitimately let people go from their
lives and are completely OK with it. They aren't putting on some
false bravado that they are fine but they truly are cool with
severing ties, recognizing that there are some people you just
shouldn't or can't keep around forever. They feel the pain and
disappointment but are comfortable walking away because, for whatever
reason, it is the right thing for them to do.
I also believe that
the world is made up of Attachment Barbies and GI Jane Barbies. Some
will be more extreme than others, but I suspect most of us can see
ourselves in one of those categories.
“You have some
friends for a reason, some for a season...” People like me don't
really understand how to keep people around for just a season. It's
counter-intuitive. Our intuition tells us to to hold on for dear
life, no matter how many GI Jane's come along and prove us to be
foolish. We're holder-onners. The difficult truth however, is that
people will come and go from our lives and there really is nothing we
can do about it. There is no Attachment Barbie strategy that will
work to keep everyone around forever. With enough force and
intention, the octopus will be pried away successfully and somehow
Attachment Barbies have to find a way to deal.
The truly ironic
part is that it is often the people that we've invested the most time
and energy into that inevitably disappear. Some detach quickly,
overnight, and for others. it's a slower, less-intentional
disappearance. Attachment Barbies notice the degrees of separation
more than the GI Jane's of the world. We rage against that machine
with all the energy we can muster and do our best to avoid either
variety of disappearance. We recognize the logic behind people moving
on but it still feels like life doesn't make sense in the way it did
before.
It's easy to
understand the various reasons why people have to move on; from new
jobs, new families to new friends. All normal and legit reasons and
still it's a shift that feels wrong. Attachment Barbies are those
people who continue to harrass the GI Jane's of the world. They
continue to try to make things work even when it's clear that it's
completely one-sided at this point and time to throw in the towel.
They are the ones that keep popping up, leaving the GI Jane's of the
world wondering what they should google to get rid of the
face-attaching-octopus once and for all.
People come and go,
it's natural. It is impossible to force someone into loving you or
investing in you. There are always dozens of signs that it's time to
let go but me and my co-attachers will ignore the signs and try just
one more time...
As I was consumed
with the latest election, I had a realization, sort of. Many people I
love and respect were planning to vote in Mr. Harper again. I was
frustrated! I just wanted to shout, 'But he broke this country, he
doesn't get to fix it. No matter what his promises are now, he can't
repair the lies and damage of the past!” I felt it and meant it. It
did make me wonder why it is so hard to apply that concept to my
personal life however. Why can't I cut off deadwood like Harper in my
personal life? It's equally clear that it's time to pay attention to
the signs and walk, but still I stick around. I keep trying. It's
pathetic really. Surely no one with any self-respect keeps trying to
make relationships that are already over. It's kind of sad really...
Today I realized
that perhaps Attachment Barbies do serve a purpose! I had a
conversation just this morning where I said, “Oh for pete's sakes
you stupid, stubborn man, just apologize to him already!” Of course
this was a situation that was really none of my business and where
both people felt like they deserved an apology from the other and
neither one was going to budge. So years will pass and they will lose
that time, all the while trotting through life feeling vindicated by
the fact that they “are right.” It was better to be right and
miserable rather than be wrong and happy.
That's when I
realized that us Attachment Barbies sometimes are ahead of the pack.
We may seem pathetic on occasion, but we are also the people who will
apologize first, even when we aren't the ones who made the mistake.
We will accept apologies when others would not. We will choose the
comfort of a fixed relationship rather than the pain of a broken one.
People will hurt us, both intentionally and unintentionally, and we
will forgive. Those are important character traits and ones that we
consistently bring to the table.
There is no doubt as
you read this you will realize that you too are Attachment Barbie or
you will realize that you have a few in your life. If you are the
latter, than you realize that attachers are rather needy at times.
They need to be reminded that things are ok more than other people in
your life and they will need reassurance which can be annoying. But
they are as loyal as a guard dog and will back you up until your nose
bleeds. You already know that though. You know because all of us have
people in our lives that we know will just always be around. Even us
Attachment Barbies have those people. We don't invest the time and
energy into them because we stupidly believe that they will be around
forever. They are the people who forgive our mistakes and our bad
behaviour and love us no matter what. They are the people who no
matter what has happened in the past will drop everything.
And although I will
spend my life being mesmerized by the GI Jane's of the world, it is
nice to realize that Attachment Barbies also have an important
purpose in the world. The GI Jane's will always have the appropriate
boundaries, the strength to move on and, quite frankly, the
emotionally healthier life. It's the Attachment Barbies' though who
you will always be able to fall back on, who will still be around
when others have moved on and who you will still find attached firmly
to your face like an octopus.
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