I’ve explored the idea of going back in time before. The last time I did it, I had the mindset of destroying my longest relationship I’ve ever had, which was from the third grade, and jumping to my current one. This go around, I’ve decided to destroy my most heart-breaking relationship in favor of my current one. This is mainly because, I still have negative feelings toward the relationship that I’ve always resented being in. So, let’s begin the hypothetical analysis of a relationship from September to December of 2016 (not necessarily dating the entirety of these months).
What if you were to stop in the middle of a current memory and be jolted into a past one, still in your current mindset? You might be tempted to make some changes, right? I know I would.
First, let me give you some background info of the present: I was sitting with a mutual friend of my boyfriend and mine and, of course, my boyfriend. (one of these days I’ll come up with codenames for them that I can actually remember) Now, in this present-day memory, I was laughing and having a great time which was what spawned the idea for this hypothetical time travel (part 2) piece. So, past memory back ground info: At some point in time during the mentioned above months, I was sitting with my former friends who I’ll just go by with the letters Z and T in the Southern Union Cafeteria, laughing about something stupid, probably. Now, I really liked Z at the time even though he was so insecure he ruined relationships and T was always looking for excuses to gain attention from either of us. Don’t ask why it took so long to drop them. You’ve got the info, so let’s keep this thought train going.
So, I am laughing and carrying on in my current memory with my current friend and boyfriend, then poof I’m laughing and carrying on in a past memory with a former friend and former boyfriend. I stop laughing as it takes me about 30 seconds to realize I am in the wrong year. This isn’t a book, though so don’t expect me to think hard on the logistics of how this is happening. Rather, I take the hypothetical opportunity presented me.
I stand from the non-descript gray tables Southern Union keeps scattered around and walk away from the two formers sitting across from me. Suddenly, I’m thinking, “Should I just have gotten up? Should I have told them I don’t want to be apart of their duo? Oh well, it’s too late to turn back now. I’ve already made my decision.” Besides, I know my future self’s tolerance for Z is pretty low and I’ve stopped trying to find the tolerance I used to have for T. So, I decide to contact my future friend and boyfriend and move on with my life.
The thought that I could have never met these people makes me want to build a time machine just to make sure that I don’t meet them! I’m sure everyone has people they wish they’d never met in their life. Of course, then we wouldn’t have learned the lessons that we know today. I guess we just have to cherish the lessons and avoid any further contact with those people.