the bubbly, funky music is blasting in her earphones. the beat to the music makes her wanna dance. but deep down in her heart, she knows her feelings are far from dancing.
watching a new tv series which probably is the most dramatic and not to mention, featuring the most scandalous “doctors” in the world makes her freak out even more. there’s only 2 possible situations she may potentially get into. first, end up like meridith…yup…the “dirty, crooked intern” who apparently was the 3rd party in a marriage (oh well..although she didn’t know he was married when they first started dating. and there were more scandals in the marriage apart from meridith). still…that was her image…the “dirty, crooked intern who was the mistress”. the 3rd party.
secondly, she could end up like izzie stevens. yup..someone hopelessly holding on to a dead relationship and in such great denial that not even her dream job or $8.7 million could make her move on. someone that because of “emotions” and “feelings” shut her mind off every logic and sense!
either way, it’s a losing battle.
and how do we gauge the possible complications or prognosis? by getting the right diagnosis. if her working diagnosis is correct, the possible complication would be scenario 1. if her differential diagnosis is right, scenario 2 would be the posssible complication.
and how do we get a “mixed picture” and more complicated complications? when you have decided on your working diagnosis and treat the patient taking into account the differential diagnosis. sigh. why would you diagnose a disease and treat according to a different disease? that’s when you “wish” your differential is correct and not your provisional diagnosis which was made according to the evidence that you hear and see.
to make things more scary, a bittersweet memory flashed past her mind. the scene when he said, “let’s just be friends” just 6 months ago. there was something good that came out of that and it was the lessons learnt. and why is it that she’s walking into it again?
so how do you not lose in a losing battle? simple. by not going for the battle. retreat.
sweetheart, why would you walk into a room that you know is on fire? you know you will get burnt.
it’s just feelings. whatever you nurture will grow. whatever you starve will die.
and by now, isn’t she a pro in this?
cut the crap with the countdown. just stick to what has been decided and go find your joy. yup…continue doing things that put a smile on your face, make you squeal and tired. keep yourself busy dear…
perhaps the only consolation she can give herself is this: sometimes letting go is the way you love another person, just like what dr shepherd did. he let meridith go because he knew he would hurt her, and she would probably be happier with the vet.
prevention is better than cure. prevent the complications while you may. it’s worth the struggle.