Constructing a sequence is one of the first things they
teach you in film school. It
consists of frames, each with each own action, that comes together as a chase
sequence or a killing sequence or a fashion show sequence.
In an Episode of Criminal Minds, Reed comments that human
emotions aren’t linear and that it cannot be altered by one event or
announcement. It takes a multitude
of years, experiences or faith to overcome the tragedy that happens to all of
us.
Normally, one can’t remember that definitive moment where
your heart, mind and body aligned to finally move away from the tragedy – its
as if you wake up one morning and realize that you’re ok again. You somehow made peace with what happened,
not necessarily in the fact that its ok, but rather that it’s a part of
life. And shit happens.
I believe that there are multiple things that can assist in
reaching this point. A lot of
people say time heals, others believe in keeping busy or getting away to a
secluded place where you can face your demons and deal with them. If it’s a breakup – most girls would
recommend girls night, many bottles of wine and chocolate. And for the evenings
for when the heartache strikes, romantic comedies with a box of tissues.
I tend to think being around people that care about you
helps. On one occasion, I went to
my friends house late on a Saturday afternoon, bursting into tears the minute
she opened the door. She was busy
getting ready to go out, and sat with me the entire afternoon as I spilled my guts. Perhaps I felt safe enough to burst
into tears, smudge my make up a ruin a date to cry my heart out about what I
know was busy happening, but didn’t want to face.
Not sure what the exact recipe is for getting over, or
moving on from the shit we face.
One day, there will be that one moment, that one morning
where you’ll feel like yourself again.
Where the past will play like a sequence in your head, from beginning to
end. You’ll feel a small part of
your heart ache as you remember what had happened, but later as you watch the
rest, you get to a place of contentment. A place of being ok with what happened
and perhaps, knowing that you grew from it.
Whether its after a certain amount of chocolate… Or glasses
of wine. I don’t know, at this
point, I prefer popcorn.
Might as well enjoy the movie, right?
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