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2004-06-23 - 4:14 p.m.
I think people need chances.
Someone does something that frustrates you?
Give 'em another chance.
And then when they fuck up again give them another chance. And after that, another.
And then more chances.
And then chances upon chances upon chances until they can not even comprehend how you are giving them so many opportunities to fuck up and how often you are offering your unconditional forgiveness and love.
And of course you will be frustrated, of course you will be hurt.
People are just people _ they are imperfect and smelly and illogical.
But you love them anyway.
And, yes, the day will come when you have given so many chances to a particular person that all of a sudden they are used up. Just like that, your seemingly infinite pool of chance has dried up into a hole of no more opportunity.
But this is how it has to be _ you must try until there is nothing left. Until you can not possibly try anymore because trying doesn't feel like trying _ because it's static.
And then it's time to leave.
And you never have to feel sorry about leaving because you gave someone else the nearly impossible gift of an ocean's worth of chance.
They will know it, you will know it, and you both will have learned something.
And I swear to you, you will feel free.
Or you'll just end up feeling screwed like I always do.
But really, in the end, I believe this.