Remember all of those horror movies where no matter what they did to the main character – from shooting him to stabbing him to pouring Holy water on his bones – he would always come back to life just when the people he was chasing thought it was finally over? Then, at the end of the movie, they would finally kill the guy in a way that would ensure that there is no possible way he could return – and surprise! – another movie would come to a theatre near you. Wasn’t it annoying? Didn’t it drive you nuts that just when you thought this endless string of bad movie plots were done, the movie company would release another one? If you think it was annoying in the movies – imagine having one of these “creatures” in your life.

It seems that I am unfortunate to have a “Thing That Wouldn’t Die” in my life as well. If I had just one wish, it would be to never hear this person’s name again – but it seems that every time I think that person is finally out of my life – the creature rises again to try and wreak havoc and torment. I have tried everything I can think of, but I can’t kill this thing. Sure, it disappears for a few months at a time – but it keeps on resurfacing.

In many ways, the creature in my life has a lot in common with the creatures in those horror films – each time they return with a new plot or story, it’s worse than the last one and the creature is such a sad and embarrassing representation of its original self that rather than create fear and wreak havoc – its provides amusement and something to laugh at. Yet, they still keep coming – how sad.

I guess Hollywood – and some people – will never learn when they are no longer desirable and not worth paying attention to. I guess that’s why movie companies go bankrupt – and people end up alone.