As the glow of my phone illuminated the room, Chole's text popped up, conveying her frustration in the simplest of words.
Chole: "Hey, I'm just pretty annoyed right now. I'll text you back after taking a shower."
Kartik: "ohkay, take your time. I'll be here."
A few minutes later, her message chimed in, and Chole launched into an intense recounting of her volleyball woes. Her teammates' lack of focus and effort had cost them the match. They didn't even give her a chance to play, dismissing her abilities and claiming she wasn't good enough. She vented her frustrations, speaking ill of her teammates and their perceived shortcomings.
Chole: "Can you believe it? They didn't even let me play! They kept making mistakes, enjoying the game instead of giving their all. It's infuriating!"
Kartik tried to console her, initially taking her side and assuring her that it wasn't her fault but their , atleast they should've given ya chance to play. But as she continued to dwell on the negative, he attempted to shift her perspective.
Kartik: "I got ya . you're upset, Chole, but remember, not everyone is perfect. Mistakes happen, and sometimes it's about enjoying the game rather than just winning. Try to forgive them and let go of the anger."
Chole's temper flared, her annoyance evident in her texts. She disagreed vehemently, fixating on her goal of victory and berating her teammates for not meeting her expectations.
Chole: "They could have won, Kartik! They didn't let me play, and now we lost because of them. It's frustrating!"
Kartik recognized the futility of the conversation, sensing her mood swings and temperamental nature. He decided it would be best to give her some space and let her process her emotions.
Kartik: "I got it that you're upset, Chole, but You should calm down and take some rest . Don't overthink about it. We can talk later, okay?"
Our conversation came to an abrupt halt, leaving me pondering the intricacies of their connection. Later that night, when we resumed their chat, Chole was still fixated on the events of the game, unable to let go of her frustration.
Me , realizing the depth of her attachment to the outcome, tried to approach the situation from a different angle, delving into the realm of psychology to explain her emotions.
Kartik: "Chole, I get it. Winning is important to you but Winning isn't everything. Sometimes it's about enjoying the experience.and remember that holding onto anger won't do any good just show mercy and forgive them. Take a deep breath, calm down, and focus on the positives. Rest well tonight, okay?"
Chole's responses grew slower and more lethargic, indicating her tiredness.
Chole: "I'm really tired, Kartik. Let's talk tomorrow. Good night!"
I understood the weariness in her words and bid her a restful night. I knew that sometimes the best way to navigate the complexities of emotions was to approach them with patience and understanding. Tomorrow would be a new day, and our journey through the labyrinth of online connections would continue to unfold, one conversation at a time.
Continued...
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