The moral of the story is that some creatures will behave in a certain way, because they’re hard wired to do so. There’s no logic and no amount of reasoning that will change that behavior.
At this point, I'm certain you're wondering what the hell this has to do with my normal blog content. This isn't Animal Planet, numb nuts!
The reason for sharing the story is because, like alligators, people can become hard wired for certain behavior. In both animals, that wiring exists for their own survival or to prevent them from being harmed. The behavior, in humans, is often learned (nurture over nature) and is usually the result of some sort of emotional trauma(s) in their lives. This behavior is often irrational and in many cases, self-destructive. However, it's just as predictable and unchanging as that of the alligator in our story.
And, just like the alligator in our story, you can't change their behavior / response, no matter what you do. You can point out their behavior as irrational, abnormal, and every other similar adjective under the sun, yet they will remain resolute in their reasons why what they did makes sense. Or they'll run away, if you've hit home with your argument. However, they'll almost never reverse course.
This is why I will often refer to women who exhibit certain irrational behavior as alligators. As always, I'll stipulate that men can also be alligators, but since I only date women, I can't speak to men's behavior.
Because I have the most experience with those suffering with abandonment issues, I'll use it an example. The quick and dirty is that as the name implies, those suffering from the condition have an irrational fear of being abandoned. This is often the result of some sort of abandonment they experienced. One of the women I dated, who had the the worst abandonment issues I've encountered (short of my borderline ex-wife), could all but serve as a textbook illustration of cause and effect. Through normal conversation, I discovered that her mother was mostly absent, during her childhood. She had been married twice; the first husband died of cancer and the second told her, out of the blue, that he no longer loved her and wanted a divorce. Three very important people in this woman's life had either neglected her or abandoned her. These experiences affected her behavior in the same way as other women I've met, suffering with abandonment issues. She tended to rush into new relationships, but only after attempting to push her new partner away (as a test to determine whether he represented a likely flight risk), and when she identified a man as a likely flight risk, she ran like hell.
And that's one of the behaviors you can count on from someone afflicted with abandonment issues. At the first sign you may be a flight risk (perceived or real), that person will disengage and run. I know this because I've been there. When the woman above pushed me away, I began to disengage, thinking she wasn't interested. Once that happened, I was banished. It was about that time, via subsequent communication, I discovered her abandonment issues.
As noted, you can't reason, debate, bribe, threaten, or argue your way back into their lives. Or, if you manage the remarkable, you'll be inexorably relegated to the friend zone. I've got first hand experience on this one.
One more quick example, comes from my borderline ex-wife (who I'll write about in greater detail soon). When I ended our marriage, I instantly became her sworn enemy. You see, borderline personality disorder is sort of abandonment issues on steroids squared. And to a borderline, abandoning them is a cardinal sin equal in magnitude to killing their kids. Actually worse. So, I knew she would try to punish me and throw every dirty trick, she could conjure, at me. Nothing she did surprised me and in some ways, my understanding helped, because I new it wasn't 'personal'. Likewise, I ran into traffic and ran late, on a run to collect some belongings. I knew this was a hot button for borderlines and therefore, I'd face her unadulterated wrath, which I did.
Some readers may wonder why so much of my blog revolves around mental illness and relationships with those suffering from it. First, I write about my experiences, and I've been involved with a number of women who suffer from mental illness. Also, abnormal behavior both fascinates and frustrates me. Some of the behavior exhibited, as the result of a mental disorder, can be maddening, when you're on the receiving end. As humans, we desire order and consistency. The sky is blue, the grass is green, and the sun rises in the East. But alligators may believe with every fiber of their being that the grass is purple and will attempt to convince you of that until their dying breath. You wind up sitting there, your mouth agape and eyebrows raised, trying to wrap your head around what they've just done. The worst case is that the irrational behavior has caused pain, because it came from someone you care about.
Now, when I refer to someone as an alligator, you'll understand the meaning behind it.
How many of you have been affected by an alligator?