When was 1991?

So... I'm watching Sex and the City (so much of a guilty pleasure, everyone should watch this show). And Carrie just asked a good question, relationships are about compromise right? But at which point do you recognize that the battle in compromising may not be you being stuck in your ways, but that the demand may be unreasonable and uneven. And that this compromise can sometimes become submission just disguised as compromise. I don't know. You know, when does it become recognizable whether someone is changing you or down right remodeling every thing about you? 

And this is in any relationship. Family, friends, romance..... any relationship requires compromise. You have to be willing to understand people and come to a meeting point. Especially when love creeps into the equation. In romantic relationships, is "compromise" so difficult because supposedly men and women are from different planets? I think sometimes we can think differently about things and just throw each other WAY off track... enters foolishness and uncalled for times of not speaking. Sometimes something may be SO important to one person and nonexistent to the other, so to "compromise" for it might feel ridiculous. But something's gotta give right?

I definitely think the answers to this issue are patience and communication. Something so much easier said than done, of course. Because when does patience and optimism become wearisome and just hopeless? And how do you communicate with someone that hears, but doesn't understand you? I guess that's where patience falls back into the equation. 

I guess, maybe because normally when you compromise for something it's because you're looking to reach a specific self-indulgent goal. You compromise for the person, to keep the peace and keep them happy, but really compromise is about you, about what goal you'll ultimately accomplish from it. And sometimes, just because you decide to compromise doesn't mean you'll get the thing you went in wanting. It's hard to appreciate the thing you get. Especially for me cause I want what I want, when I want it.... and that's ALL THE TIME. :) 

So I guess you see now why my title is so crazy and symbolically clueless. I never come to conclusions... well... hardly ever. I just come to crossroads. Questions. Enter the indecisiveness and hours of weighing theories against each other. But that's fine, I guess.

Peace. Love. Happiness. Music