I remember hearing that quote a long time ago. Revenge can also leave you feeling very cold I would imagine. I would guess there are varying degrees of revenge but what if the act leads to death. Is it still worth it or does it leave a bitter taste? I guess it would depend on the person serving up the revenge entrée’.
Now I understand how seductive the idea of “getting revenge” can be. I was swimming in the thoughts when my fiancé decided to throw me out while I was going through breast cancer knowing I had nowhere to go since we’d just moved to LA because he wanted a “new” start, etc. A shelter was easily looking like my new home. Thank goodness that wasn't the ulitmate outcome. Although I was still very angry I didn't act out in revenge. Now, I am still here in CA, cancer free, great job and great new found friends. Him, back in MI, and probably living the same old sad existence.
I could have easily getting my revenge but couldn’t. Whether you believe in Karma or the Blessing of God, which I do believe in the latter. I knew nothing good would or could come from it.
This leads me back to the begining and why I am writing this. I am writing this because it is something very heavy on my heart and instead of letting in dwell inside and fester I am choosing to write about it.
Last week a couple was found dead because of revenge. The husband actually shot his wife several times before killing himself.
I know of this because it has touched my life and the lives of my co-workers directly or indirectly, I guess it depends on how you view it.
I am writing this because a fellow co-worker decided the best way to get back at her boyfriend of 2 or 3 yr was to act out the revenge scenario.
See he cheated…I guess you didn’t see that coming. For those of us who have been involved in this type of dance know it’s the same, but just a different tune for each individual and how we chose to deal with it.
Now, simply breaking things off and moving out wasn’t good enough, no it really needed to go a step further. This person needed to take on the mantle of Sherlock Holmes, which she unfortunately was very good at. It had to go to the point of seeking out the spouse, going to the home and giving him the verbal editorial of what was going on.
This lead to a suicide attempt before the ultimate finale. Which leads me back to the question is revenge worth the death of two people???? I am sure you see this as a rhetorical question.
I am racked with sadness, that two people had to leave this earth over simple petty jealousy and the need to “pay back” the people who you believe wronged you.
I am racked with sadness except for the person who fueled the fire that obvious was already an issue in the lives of the people who are gone.
The issuer of revenge has no sign of being effected by this. Instead it’s about her and how the ex now wants to get back and her and so on and so on! To the point that my sadness is now accompanied with anger and to the point where today I finally could hold my peace any longer. Especially when I was caught in the middle because of a call made to the office today and how “I’ needed to understand that two people are dead…
That was all I could stand. What I was feeling inside spilled forth and I let this person have it….no sugar coating.
She talked and talked but it was all about HER. How she couldn’t sleep because she was afraid of retaliation from the ex boyfriend, etc. I responded…”but at least you will wake the next morning”. What of this woman and the man? Two lives gone over stupid petty bullshit! Over some stupid he said and I’m gonna get him and so on and so on!
I told her I can’t feel anything for her, nothing. I don’t care what she is going through because she brought this scenario on herself by not letting it go and moving on and getting on with her life….which of course she still can, can’t she!? No, instead I care about the families of these people who now have to pick up the pieces and try to put some understanding around this madness. My feelings are for those two people who will not be able to move on with their lives because it’s been snuffed out by revenge…That every time I look at her I am constantly reminded of this senseless tragedy.
Anger doesn’t begin to touch how I am feeling. Nor does sadness….but those are the only emotions that I can express….
Revenge is like a nice smooth glass of tequila. It feels good as it slides across your tongue down your throat…and then, it burns…
