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Tuesday, April 20, 2010

1+1=3?

Hey peeps,
Lately one of my dear friends has been having some problems with her roommate Lexi. Whilst I don't know the entirety of everything, the gist of it is that Lexi has been blowing off her friends to spend all of her time with her boyfriend. This has been an ongoing problem, most distressing to my friend because she really likes her roommate and wants to be a good friend to Lexi. Today I got a text saying that Lexi apparently told my friend that the reason she doesn't want to hang out with her or her friends anymore is because Lexi and her boyfriend are soul mates and that she only feels good with him. That she doesn't feel happy with her friends.
Not only do I find this wholey dysfunctional, it's downright terrifying. If soul mates means that you have to lose yourself in the process, that you alienate your friends in favor of one person's company all the time, then count me out. I don't think I'll ever understand why people automatically assume that soul mate means just one. That you can only have one soul mate. Where in that word does it say, exclusive, one, nowhere. If you google soul mate, you'll come up with 8,950,000 sites that deal with soul mates. How to find one, how you know when it's the One. If you type in what is the definition of a soul mate you'll come up with 247,000 entries, but not one solid explanation. The concept of soul mates is so vastly argued, that how can anyone be sure that the definition they think of is the right one?
Personally I think I have decidely more than one soul mate. I'd even argue the case that I believe the aforementioned friend is one of my soul mates. I'll never understand why we as humans want to limit ourselves in everything even remotely related to love. One True Love (what in the hell does that even mean?), one spouse, one boyfriend, one girlfriend, one this, one that, one soul mate. It's all very tiresome. Why can't there be endless possibilities? Endless soul mates. Endless ways to love.
I suppose, I just wasn't meant to fit into a cookie cutter view of what, who, and how I should love. Large sigh.

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