Better Late than never...

One thing I’ll never understand in Kdramas and American teen movies is the thing they do where two people are having a confrontation, and one person pours out their heart, could be in an apology, a love confession, or something, and waits for the other person to respond, but then the other person says nothing or denies the very obvious.

At this point, I’d feel like actually getting into the movie and giving them a big slap, a loud resounding slap.

Now, they will not stop there. Instead, there will be this unnecessary drama of coming to the realization that they didn’t mean the earlier silence or denial or non-agreement, so they decide that what is best is running after the person they already hurt by their earlier action. (Which I think is unnecessary because you’ve already hurt the person, so what’s the point?)

Now, as they do the rubbish chase and an even more rubbish confession at the point of meeting the person, I’m just vexed. Because this very thing has been in plain sight the whole time, but you required hurting someone and having them walk away to realize?

Heck yeah, I hate it. But really, why do I hate it so much?

I think it’s a white thing, like a western culture sort of. Because over here, we have made it a culture wrapped in pride that even at the realization that yes, we did wrong, we just hurt that person, we were rash, there’s this defensiveness, this “He don be,” “kuku lock up” attitude.

So we sweep it under the carpet and go on with living, pretending that we do not carry with us the burden of “what ifs” until they disappear into seamless emotional baggage that comes back to affect us in the long run.

Yes, racing at the realization of the mistake is silly and almost childish, but at least there’s admittance. Because really, we do not regret the things we do, what we regret are the things we do not do.

Dearest reader, do you go back when you figure out that you messed up badly, or do you “man up” and move on because “las las, e don pass”?

I realized that I find it annoying because I have the whole view. So really, at the point of confrontation where I see the whole truth in plain sight, these characters do not. Instead, they see a part based on being clouded by emotions, and when they finally see the whole picture, hence the race (that I loathe and call childish).

But better late than never, right?

Do you ever see that you are wrong and make an attempt to fix things?

Or do you do the African perfunctory thing of letting go of mistakes we are too proud to admit and fix?

@favvy_Okwans🖤.