Love and other drugs

I'm here again. I just finished to see that movie and I feel very sad. In the end, I just bitterly realized that everybody is able to solve his love issues but me.

If have a look to the plot, we can see a couple to be, but they are struggling with a lot of problems. The woman is a 26-y old with Parkinson's disease and the man is a crazy "drug rep" (of Pfizer!), who was told that having a relationship with someone with Parkinson is a dead-end, there would be no future at all for them at medium term. It seems as there is no hope is such a relationship, even though she is at stage one of the disease by now, their future will be hideous. She will develop an increasing tremor that will impede her from doing simple things that we all do on a daily basis, such as to clean herself. Sooner than later, he will see her loosing the face expression, having dementia and ending up to not recognize him anymore.


In spite of all the above foreseeable tragedy, he gets to realize that he wouldn't live without her. There was something in the initial period of the relationship that profoundly changed his self-perception forever. For the first time in his life, he had found a person that "really cares" of him; and then, he realized that he can't go on with his life without having her around. After a break-up, he realized how painfully needs her and finally managed to express it, just in the very last minute before leaving for Chicago to take a new job position he had got in the company as consequence of winning promotion (for the huge success he had with the Viagra sales!).

So, what the hell! It seems like as everyone knows how to rightly express his true feelings to the "important" person,i.e., that person you meet by chance once in life and causes such a big impact in your perception of the world and your prior approach to daily issues that you cannot return to be the same as before. The one that makes you, one day,realize that your entire life will not have any sense without her, anymore.

Well, I failed. Yes, I failed to keep this special person with me forever. Perhaps, like the "drug rep" of the movie, I thought that this woman wasn't my only ticket to have a fruitful relationship with someone, gorgeous, sexy, young, envy provoking girl; but, contrary to the movie's character, I wasn't smart enough to realize that this person was "the one" for me on time and she went away.

Ever since we broke up, I have been having the sweetest dreams of we both together traveling, walking, chatting, having arguments ... and being immensely happy for the rest of or our lives. Suddenly, I wake up, and the reality in its turbid, grey and no-hope substance shows up again.