A Text-Message Breakup & heroin/e by Niki Elizabeth
Text messages do not serve breakups well. Relationships require greater nuance than that afforded to emojis and random pixels. Yes to embrace a relationship, even an end of one, deserves greater commitment. A phone call, a text message, these fail. Best of all a relationship end needs an in-person vibe to it. Stress inevitability makes up a life. Failure to recognize this literally essential fact results in a bad breakup. With a bad breakup that does not mean crying, screaming, but indifference. If a person was truly sad, truly moved, then the best idea would be to meet in person to talk it out until both parties were hurt yet understanding. When a person taps out of a relationship due to stress, that is a weak move. Hollister boys really have little tolerance of any kind of stress, they live in a carefree perfectly manicured world.
Autocorrect ruins many things. Meaning becomes strained, distorted, left unreal. Phones refuse to show off the worst of the world. If a person dies from a bad batch of heroin, the autocorrects of the world cannot show it. They will change the language until it becomes something new, something easier for it to understand. Weirdly, technology has made things ever more streamlined, edited, and made prettier. Hard truths rarely come from a phone and a computer. Usually a hard truth deserves something a little more intimate, more familiar. One day a world will exist in which technology shall finally have a bit more intimacy yet that world is not here. Despite the need of people to live in ever larger cities, connection has become ever more elusive.
Death happens. It happens a lot. Saving requires great confidence. The world can be terrifying. Heroin tries to numb that pain. Given a choice between pain and numbness, a lot of people choose numbness. Even Pink Floyd sang about it, the desire to become comfortably numb. Over the past few decades things have gotten harsher, with reality’s edges getting jagged, cutting to the bone. By letting things soothe the pain, the desire for addiction, it all results in additional escapism. More than any other time, the way that escapism has given so many salvation sort of defines the current state of affairs. Relationships dissolve from addiction, running back to friends, to lovers, to whomever, it results in a vast cycle. Only with death does that cycle come to a conclusion.
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