As we live in a disposable society where it is more cost efficient to buy a new thing instead of fixing it, I see a parallel with relationships. My internal dialogue reflects my emotions:
"I am scared to be disposed of. I don't want to be used. I don't want to get broken just to be thrown out without even a second thought."
I recently witnessed someone throw away almost 5 years of growth capsulated in the form of a romantic, loving relationship. I was an outsider but it was heart wrenching to observe. How without even a "can we fix this?" conversation does one come to the conclusion that this item is broken and must be disposed of?
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