Eggshells

Last Saturday, I watched The Wedding Date at Robinson’s Place.  Not a movie for those looking for something different, it is your usual rom-com (that’s romantic-comedy to you) that has the tag line, “Love doesn’t come cheap!”

Hah!  I couldn’t agree more.

But wait!  Don’t mistake this for a movie review.  That’s just not my cup of tea.  So why am I writing about watching the film here?  It’s because a line in the movie just got to me.  And it got to me real hard.

There was a scene when Kat Ellis (Debra Messing) was inside the bathroom with the door wide open while Nick Mercer (Dermot Mulroney) was looking at her from the bedroom.  Kat, on her toes, was looking at the mirror while wiping away here make-up.  Nick found this weird so he asked her, “Is that a habit you got from ballet class or from walking around eggshells?”  Kat replied, “I never took ballet class.” and slowly closed the door.

I didn’t give it much thought at first until later that day.  While I was taking a bath, I realized that I was standing on my toes.  And that I also have this habit of doing so everytime I’m infront of the computer typing away, while eating, or even when I’m just sitting.

Now that, I find weird.  I never took any formal ballet class (I was only the saling ket-ket then).  So I wondered if the latter part of what Nick said applies to me.

Walking around eggshells.

I never thought of myself as someone who’s too cautious about anybody.  Then again, I realized that I am too cautious about myself.  About the risk that I take and the decisions I make.  I am not someone who’d plunge head-on into something without thinking about it a hundred times.  I trust my head more than my heart.  For most of the times, this is a good thing.  But there are some things that needs to be decided with the heart.  Sad to say, I have ceased allowing my heart to get the better of me after I got hurt real bad during the one time I allowed so.  I guess I got traumatized by that.

And Kat did, too.  And as a result, she became too wary of trusting how she feels.  She got too afraid of falling in-love again that she never realized how important Nick was to her until it was almost too late.  By that time, Nick was already on his way home. 

The same thing almost happened to me.  I got so hung up on thinking of the “what ifs” of my previous relationship I failed to see what was right in-front of me at that time.  Good thing I learned in time.

(To be continued)