A few weeks ago, I was revising for my COMS101 mid-terms and one of the topics in my syllabus to be tested focused on relationships. So I thought I’d just share a few things about it from my own experience.
When I was 16, if I didn’t remember wrongly, secondary 4, I found myself stuck in a sticky situation of a 1 year and still going relationship with my brother’s close friend. (Let’s call him T for reference purposes and to make things easier since bring up his name makes m feel sick.)
The first time I met T, he was a really crazy guy. Crazy and spastic, like how I would describe most of my close friends. I don’t mean crazy and spastic like mentally unsound and adnormal. I mean crazy and spastic like spontaneous, outgoing, daring and a bunch of fun. So, finding him rather cool and sociable, I decided to talk to him when he came to my place one day to work on a school project with my brother. I remember what happened exactly and it went like this.
me: “Hi, want a coke?”
T: “Sure, thanks.”
–moment of silence–
T: “Hey does this mouse work? It doesn’t seem to be responding to the clicks.”
me: “mmhmm.. Look behind the monitor. I think there’s a spare one.”
That’s how it all started. My house, in the evening, at my desktop, with a coke. I was only secondary 3 and he was secondary 4, one year older than I.
Eventually, we started talking more after he got my cellphone number from my brother. We talked often and realised we shared some common beliefs and ideas. This sparked even more conversations and our conversations lasted longer than how it was before regardless if it was through the telephone, text messages, or through the internet. We talked a lot more and moved gradually from casual topics to personal issues. Sometimes, we’d even complain about things occured during that day that annoyed us and even go as far as to meet up with a few other friends . This continued for a long period of time and as it dragged on, our friends pestered us for answers to questions we could’nt answer. I kind of shrugged these off and continued going out with T. By now, I was going out with him alone without feeling awkward. I felt comfortable and easy around him due to our similarities and because I fdeveloped a sense of familiarity after all the times I spoke and met up with him.
As close girl-friends pushed for an answer and his fellow classmates pressed on for an answer from him too, we decided to talk about ’us’. Though there was a proposal to talk it over, we never really did do so. Both of us were afraid (on my part I was sure I was. For him, I’m not too sure it this was the case) and probably too shy due to lack of experience to talk about it. After all, we were only 15 and 16, two teenagers yet to experience romance.
Finally on a Saturday in the month of June (I can’t rememebr what date it was), T asked me out for the annual SJI (St. Joseph’s Institution) band concert. At my door step after the evening, he asked me,
“would you like to be my girlfriend?”
I can’t say I wasn’t expecting that after numerous hints from my brother and his friends but I couldn’t possibly go ”I knew that was coming!” So I just stared at him for a moment and nodded.
“Okay.”
News travels fast and I’m sure we all know that for the moment I was don bathing, my cellphone registered many missed calls and I had to delete numerous messages from my friends who sent me very ambiguous text messages like “OH MY GOD! IS IT TRRUUE?” Of course I knew what they were referring to but it probably would be ambiguous to others if they received messages like that out of the blues.
So, we became recognised as a pair, a couple to our friends. People knew about ad referred to us as “them”. We went out a lot and spent a lot of time together.
Days like these continued for months, then to years, and we remained recognised and known as “them”, “we”, “us” for a period of 2 years and a few months.
However, things started to deteriorate when I started my JC life with my first 3 months at Yishun Junior College. I had new friends and since I grew up with boys, I naturally felt more at ease around them. Thus, most of the new friends I made were boys and this made T jealous. He asked that I spent more time with him and soon, this “asking” became ”demanding” after a few times where I declined meeting him due to school projects and band practice (I joined the YJC military band). Though these excuses were the truth, he passed it off as lies and insisted that I was cheating on him. During my time at YJC, I met an Indo-Chinese boy named Michael and we became good friends over time. As friends, we met up for lunches a lot and did most of our projects together. Eventually, T knew about him from the times I told him about school and after a while, Michael became the fire starter for our arguments which by now, were increasing in frequency and magnitude. We often argued over small matters and ignored each other for days.
Our relationship decayed gradually until a point where I felt like I was a bird in a cage. Sounds exaggerated but that’s exactly how I felt. Being told what to do and what not to do, I was determined to break every rule he placed on me and eventually, I started to feel as if we have no more common topics to talk about. Everything I said about school or other issues made him angry and everything he said angered me too.
All these died down after I left YJC for CJC (Catholic Junior College) after the release of my O levels. I thought we would be fine. However when I started JC2, I became closer friends with my classmtes.
As February slowly rolled over to May, T felt that I was getting too close to my new male friends and expressed his sense of insecurity. I dismissed it and felt again, irritated by him as he began to insult my other classmates whom he doesn’t even know personally. Our relationship decyaed further from what was already left of the YJC days.
On the eve of our third year together, I broke off all ties with him and though he agreed to it at first, he continued to contact me for the next few weeks. I was often irritated and spent a lot of my time with my close friend, Tiffany. I also spent some of my time with my other close friend, Mao, when he asked me out for lunches when ever he visited his best friend (his best friend lives down the street from me).
As T became more desperate and demanded that I meet up with him to “work things out”, my grandfather passed away. I was going through quite some emotional disturbance and with T barking at me through all means of communication, I was badly angered.
When July came, T’s persistant calls slowly died off and I found myself taking interest in someone else.
That was a long story but I just thought I’d share this after reading through Knapp’s Model of relationship where there are 10 stages. 5 stages coming together and 5 stages describing “coming apart”.
The 10 stages are initiating, experimenting, intensifying, integrating, bonding, differentiating, circumscribing, stagnation, avoiding and finally, terminating.
I found these stages to be relative and closely linked to my personal experience with T, which has already reached stage 10, and also linked to my current relationship which I don’t ever want it to go near any of the last 5 stages.
I will try to elaborate on the stages and the corresponding sections of my experience in my next post.