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They are equally as important. They are not the same. Obviously, my son is not the same as someone I met yesterday. My relationship with each of them is very different but equally as important because each has something different to offer. (And yes I believe children can teach me things I don't know so they are important as well) I am not going to rush to save the stranger while my son lays dying. I know this is a strange concept. But it is more than just the above. I do not like the wife/husband concept. It's the concept the wife is below the husband in the hierarchy. I do not believe in this hierarchy (or any in relationships). The person I am with is my equal, not someone I am to follow and obey. My friend I have known forever is still just as important to me as the guy I may date tomorrow, but the guy I date tomorrow, will never become more important than my friend no matter what stage we take our relationship to. On the flip side, losing any relationship I have invested in hurts equally to me. Losing a man I dated for a time is just as painful as loosing a close friend. I do not differentiate between the losses. This is a link if you are interested. Relationship Anarchy: Introduction Guide - Attachment Project
This concept is for positive and beneficial people in my life. Just as you have good and bad relationships, so do I. For abusers, this is not the case. Bad people, mean people, truly evil people do not stay in my life for very long once I understand their true intentions. I want good, positive energy surrounding me.
I have tried many times to explain this to a now ex-partner. He wanted me to marry him and change my name and move in with him. Not going to happen. I will not marry ever again. I may never live with anyone again. Who knows? But I just do not label my relationships as boyfriend/girlfriend, husband/wife, best friend, etc. I do not understand why everyone needs labels so much. As a female, so many expectations were put on me to match up. Be a pair. Have a title so you fit in. Find someone to take care of you. I do need a title nor do I want one. I am me.
Thank you for asking. I hope this helps. Please take care of yourself and happy new year.
Ah. No worries, then. The reason I asked is I went through a phase like that, when I was at my worst (as well as it’s sociopathic-cousin “Me, MINE, & Everyone Else”); it’s a series of cognitive distortions really common with certain kinds of life-or-death trauma, as well as other kinds of trauma, that manifest in different ways (like all men being regarded as rapists, or all adults who like children -or all parents- regarded as rapists, or all cars = death machines out to kill us all, etc.).
It’s one of those “No freaking wonder anything social is difficult nearing impossible when that’s what’s up!” It would be like being asked to attend the …Pedophile-NobelPrize-HomelessShelter-Palace-PeaceSummit-Warroom-Olympian-ComaPatient-SexClub-Preschool-PajamaParty (black tie optional)… to go to a “friend’s” house for dinner, or meet up for coffee or pint after work with “colleagues”.
When everyone/everything is the same? It doesn’t allow for any kind of decision making, judgment calls, discrimination, prioritising, recognition of unique/individual attributes, acquired understanding, empathy/sympathy, revelling, delight, glorifying, reservations, caution, etc. It’s like being in a white out. Nothing parses. Or can only be sort of kind of vaguely understood, with extreme difficulty, or at a distance/intellectually.
It’s part of why I went bush/off-grid/backcountry a couple few times. (It wasn’t just people that didn’t parse, it was pretty much everything made no sense).
It was a single offhand remark by someone that finally flicked the last tumbler on that mindset -after a couple of years struggling with it- and let my brain start classifying people, again. But there were a solid couple of years where I didn’t exist like that all the time, but most of the time. Much Longer if we include the sociopathic cousin of “Me & Mine… & Everyone Else”.