Whether in marriage or business, one person has to do the spurring one while the other has to slam on brakes. It is amazing how, subconsciously, we slip into either of these roles. It is a necessary, and complimentary, occurrence.
What happens when two accelerators join forces? Although dynamic, they butt heads because they tend to want to assume control. If they both not quite mature, the partnership could self-destruct. Interestingly though, almost as if by evolution, one of them will eventually start slamming on brakes to compensate for the speed at which they are travelling. Without this, the two accelerators would have no caution, nor time to think things over, and high-speed accidents will be imminent. Similarly, two handbrakes would never get a project off the ground. They would be too busy conjuring up worse-case scenarios and stuck in ‘what if’.
I am an accelerator, and one quite hectic. Left on my own, I am all over the map. So my husband has been a deeply steadying influence on me. In fact, the more gas I give, the harder he pulls back, creating an environment where I have to slow down and assess what I am doing. He is extremely patient and has learnt that it does not help to fight me. Instead he just slows down and causes such drag, that I have to stop.
I am a good influence on him too. Although I cannot make him move when he does not want to, I spur him into action quicker than he would have otherwise. But I have also learnt not to push him too hard because if he makes a decision without absolute surety, I will be responsible for the results thereof.
Whichever one you are, with age you discover to work with your opposite instead of against them. You start to appreciate the dynamics they bring and learn to be grateful for it. A relationship is like two rocks rubbing against one another. Although painful, in time, they sand out all the rough parts in one another until they eventually fit together like two spoons. The hardest thing is to stay for the duration, and not to bail out along the way. Why, we will only land up with another stone to grind us, one which might cause even more suffering.
Lol! It reminds me of graffiti I read somewhere: “No matter how beautiful she is to you, some other guy is sick and tired of her shit”.