The Spotless Mind

I've recently come across this movie called "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind" - again. It begins with this odd couple hitting it off in a train that departed from Montauk.

Later on we see that at first everything seems fine but things get fucked up along the way. On an ovary rampage the chick bursts out of the dude's life and submits herself into this treatment consisting in a pin-point memory erase.

What the fuck does this mean? It means that Clem (the chick) asks for Joel (the dude) to be completely removed from her memories.

Nice one.

And so she's being treated and gets de-joelized just to have Joel go through the same procedure while he's sleeping. Little did he know that while being purged he wouldn't be able to let go of some memories of Clem. Of course, those were the good memories from the beginning of the relationship.

Long story short, the receptionist of the place that performs the procedure snaps and gives away all memories from former patients, including Joel and Clem. As they find out about their past together they both realize that things can go wrong but things can also work out fine this time. The End.

So, when I think about this movie I can't help but think about every person that gets a relationship update in Facebook, talks about feelings or uploads a song/pic everywhere they lay their keyboard on. I don't mind, but at the same time it makes me wonder about where am I standing right now and what do I feel about it. The answer is uncertain except for a few threads.

I'm strong-willed but at the same time when someone lets me down it's horribly hard for me to get over it. I do my best, but at least for now when my expectations are shot down and I can't see any change of heart the climb gets steeper and steeper. And I gotta be honest, I go as far as my hands can hold onto things.

All throughout my relationships one of the main issues to bust my knuckles against to was the change of heart. I've changed mine, but not because I was asked to, but because I felt it that way, it was my heart all by itself, not me.

People change. People grow or de-volve in five years, in a year, in a month, in a week, in a day. There's nothing more simple than that. One day I was living with my family, the next day I was all by myself and had to tough it up, take up some responsibilities. One day I was single, the next day I had a woman I cared about and wanted to make happy. Will I be the same man as yesterday or am I going to have some changes along the way? No and yes. It's natural. But, things do happen the other way around: as one half of the couple, you gotta realize the other half had a life before you and it's something to respect and maybe honor, 'cause that's what made your couple the person you love and cherish. I know it is hard to understand the "other way around" part of it, but here's the catch:

When you start a relationship it's like a "fresh start", your couple doesn't know much about your previous life. When it advances, he or she would start to know things about your past and may or may not like them. What's the fucking big deal? What is it with not getting over things, attitudes, or thoughts about someone or translating things onto the other mate? I hate it when it happens. I've been target of suspicions, accusations of lying and what not, and guess what: I'm not that kind of man. I've felt like shit and quite angry at the same time I was being neck-busted with that kinda stuff. Why if my couple was lied to am I bound to lie to her as well? WHY?

Anyway...

Please erase my memories.

(Except that one, that one too...)