After some thought and prayer about my vacation (as posted in another thread). I have come to these conclusions.
As I stated before, I recently took a vacation to Cancun. I meet a girl and her mother. We took the same plan, the same bus, and her room was right across from mine. At that moment I knew that something strange was going on here. (Yes I just went alone to relax and get away from stress)
After hanging around them for a day I got to know the girl and her mother. I realized that she was always very embarrassed about her mother. Her mother tends to talk to everyone and tell them everything. . I also noted that they did not get a long. Her daughter was everything that her mother was not (educated, financially stable, and very pampered). Her mother was very proud of her daughter and spoke highly of her to me. Sadly her daughter was always disappointed with her mother.
I realized that her daughter knew how to pull her mothers strings and place straws on her back. It was also clear that her mother never showed appreciation for her daughter and resented her accomplishments (jealousy perhaps?)
One night while I was out with them, the girl pulled a string (without realizing it) and her mother told her daughter to (f-uck off) right in front of me. Her daughter was very insulted by this and found it to be a slap in the face for all the nice things she did for her mother out of love (the trip included)
When we returned to the hotel they were not speaking to each other. They totally avoided each other.
I spent time with the girl first because she wanted to spend time with me. I have to admit that I hated the fact that they were fighting because I was very interested in her. I wanted to get to know her more. So I tried just that and I even consoled her a number of times. At first it was easy, but the more I got to know her, the more I liked her and the harder it was for me to just listen. The more I realized that she experienced some of the same things that I did with my family. She cried and told me much that opened my heart to her. (Yes, I wanted to tell her to shut up and just kiss her)
After resisting my feelings for the girl as best I could I thought it would be best to leave them alone for a bit in hopes that they would make up.
Well that never happened they continued to fight and I could see her mother crying alone. I felt bad for her and felt bad for the girl who was just trying to relax and do something nice for her mother (her vacation was up in smoke)
One night a few of the guys at the resort tried to get me to go out and party with them to Cancun. They tried to use me to get the girl to come along, but she was tired and upset from fighting with her mother. I told them that she was not that kind of girl. They didn’t accept this and they had the nerve to call her room. At that moment, I could sense the devil in these people. I could see right through them and they were filled with nothing but wickedness. After they failed to get her to come, they started to put pressure on me to come with them. After a bit of thought, I declined their offer and stayed behind. I chose to stay and have a chat with her mother.