Do I have the best titles or what? I don’t think I have ever brought up a topic to which someone cannot relate. I bring up things which trouble me. I bring up things which lay heavy on my heart. In doing so, I lay down a burden. Others seem to lay down a burden, too.
I wonder about this phenomenon. I wonder in what it has it’s roots. Everything has a root. We may not know the root but it is there.
What is the root to loving someone who treats you like dirt?
This article will be an amalgamation of charts, my own experiences, the experiences of friends and the experiences of clients. It may be kind of wooly but things are that way, sometimes, especially when they are matters of the heart.
Chart wise, it would be Nessus/Deja. Someone told me that Nessus was turned into fire, at some point in the myth. The myths have the main characters doing most everything, so I am sure it was true. I did not check it out but the tears one cries over a Nessus relationship feel like actual fire, so it seems to fit.
If one feels the yearning of Healthcliff running through the moors screaming the name of Kathy, it is a Nessus relationship. The Nessus relationship embodies what ET yearned for when he pointed his finger to the sky–HOME. The Nessus relationship promises home. Even if that promise is as flimsy as cotton candy. We want to shed our constraints and taste it, for once.
In doing so, we hope to shed our old live in the hope of a new ones. However, it it is a Nessus relationship. The shiny ball will turn dull, as dull as the darkest dirt, as dull as the darkest moment.
The Nessus relationship lives in the promise. In that promise, we can transcend. That is the root of the promise. We can have another chance as if we were born anew, but this is not baptism. It is the hope of it and that is quite different.
With this kind of hope, it is all you have and when it fades you are like the Little Match Girl, my favorite story. I can never tell it without crying. I will cry now, if I tell it again.
It is the story of being on the outside looking in. It is the story of yearning so much that you could die. It is the hope that all you yearn for could come true. It is the death of that hope. All this summarizes the Nessus relationship. I did not know it until I wrote it. Then, I knew it was true.