No return, No exchange

I have a problem with acceptance. The good thing is, I’m not the only one. You see, most of the time, people turn to their defense mechanisms to feel safe. One of the most common among the long list is “denial”.

As Meredith Grey (Grey’s Anatomy) said, “Denial: it’s not just a river in Egypt. It’s a freakin’ ocean. So how do you keep from drowning in it?”

Denial is ironic. It is a wonderful yet horrible thing. It’s an easy way to escape things we don’t want to confront, feel or even see. However, at times, it strikes back. It would suck more if it strikes at the moment that we least expect it. It’s a war we are never prepared for. It can hit you ten times stronger than the first hit of pain you’ve felt.

The question is…how long do you think it will catch up with you? If you had the power to know about it, what would you do to avoid it? Or in the end, are we ever really hopeless and forced to feel the pain? Then there’s always the unavoidable, “How long are we going to swim in it?” and of course, “How do we finally get out of it?”

Haha. This sounds so S&M of me.

Too bad life follows the “no return, no exchange” policy. We take what we get and try to play Mr. Brightside. There really is no way to take back mistakes, take back hurtful situations, and constantly cheat losses.

When it’s finally time to take it all in, is it more appealing to deny it or accept it?