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One dark and boring night in 2005, sitting alone thinking about life and how weird it is, Sarah Dawood/ Drama wrote her first blogpost as Jane Bravo. What started out as a private ranting space, slowly and gradually evolved into the current blog, which talks about many events, things, and feelings. Just like all of Sarah's other social media platforms, also about many events, things, and feelings --- Instagram: thesarahdawood | snapchat: thesarahdawood | twitter: @SarahDawood | facebook: /groups/TheCoddiwomple

Saturday, January 16, 2010

Testing... 1 - 2 - 3...


Question 1 - How do we test our Breaking Point?

Answer - No one really wants to test their breaking point - I think.
I know.
I am sure - no one tests their own breaking point. I have never wanted to explore what can and will break me. I am pretty sure neither do you?
Yet we love testing (and breaking) the people we claim we love.

I guess, it's the people who convince you they love you. They somehow develop the ability, and think they have the right, to test you in inhuman ways. They know exactly how you can break, how you will break, what can break you, how long it will take to break you, how long you will take to break, and what exactly will play the final inhuman punches and blows as you finally snap, crackle, and pop before their very eyes, in a most human fashion.
I could use a variety of terms to describe what a breaking point would mean from my perspective, but I feel, "Ground Zero" captures the true essence of the term. Like, the twin towers were flattened to ground zero after planes crashed in them - leaving nothing but terror, disaster, destruction, ruin, chaos, immobility, pain, death, sadness.

Breaking Point?
No. Broken Point.

As I delve further into my mind and feelings I find a more complex and interesting facet to the whole thing: Although we set our own limits, we never test them. When the people (we love deeply) test these limits - we expand our limits for them - because we love them. Like a balloon that we keep inflating, it's elastic can only hold so much air - it will eventually burst into little pieces of coloured rubber. Like, a glass that is already full to the brim - and we keep filling it with more and more liquid till it spills over in to one great big mess. We give, and budge, and spread, and mold, and expand, and then some - to the point where we reach our personal breaking point.

Question 2 - How many times can you recover after a Broken Point?
Answer - I have no idea.

-JB

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Ok so im back as anonymous hopefully. I think love is one of the most misunderstood / overestimated emotion. I feel we think love is given & thus its a favor. Like something we do for the other person. Everyone says love is unconditional, that we should just love selflessly & everything will be alright. I think love is the most selfish emotion & Im proud to be selfish when it comes to love. There has to be something in it for me & that something is the love of the other person. The day that person stops loving you your love starts subsiding. You cant love a person who doesnt love you. So you reassure yourself through various ways & ya testing being one. The greatest lovestories of all times have had testing times in the script. Romeo & Juliet being the most obvious & the most symbolic for love. So my dearest Jane - Love is a hypocrites paradise. You love for yourself & when you get it back its the most beautiful thing in the world, when you dont it can become the ugliest - thats why I recomend keep testing

janebravo said...

Thank you for your comment and views.

Love for each person is as per their own definitions - what one person registers as 'love' may not be 'love' for the other person... it is an emotion that is individual-based; like all the other emotions - happiness, anger, jealousy. These are all relative to what we feel in our own lives.

On another note, I do not think that testing love makes love stronger - we live in a world of chaos and hardships, we think of love as something that will save us, nothing else. This is our most basic expectation from love - what you love should make you proud, happy, and alive; not ashamed, sad, and dead.