Sometimes in life there is a door that you keep approaching, over and over. You knock, waiting for an answer, either to just chat, or perhaps you have brought them a housewarming gift. By all appearances, the door 'seems' like it should be friendly, but you repeatedly end up leaving the door, perplexed. Sometimes it isn't opened at all. Sometimes it is opened and slammed back in your face. Sometimes a foot comes out of the door and kicks you right in the gut. Sometimes it opens just a little, but you see nor hear anything at all. Sometimes it opens and you hear a recording, playing back and reminding you of every indiscretion of your life.
In the beginning, you would be excited to approach the door, in anticipation of not knowing what will happen, but always thinking and hoping for the best. After some time, you have grown a bit wary of the door, as you can feel it sapping your energy and good intentions. But you put on your game face, and once again approach, always hoping for the best. After a bit longer, you really don't want to approach it anymore, but still, every once in awhile, you get your hopes up and try. Finally, after so long, you have gotten to the point where you don't even approach the door anymore. You avoid the house, and the road it is on entirely, and just take a different route. The door has repeatedly disregarded your feelings.
Instead, you knock on another door. One that is much more receptive. More happy to have you there. You haven't forgot about the first door altogether. Instead, you have just decided to spend your time and energies with the second door. It hurts much less at the second door.
And it is only then that the first door wonders why you don't come around anymore.
