The following is a hypothetical story that I
was written in the first person narration.
Before entering the Junior College, I knew
a pretty girl and fell in love with her. I did believe that she was an
essential part of my life. However, there was a secret that I had never told
her and never planned to tell her. That was my addiction to alcohol. Sometimes,
I even believed that alcohol was as importance as my girlfriend. I did not want
to lose either of them. Thus, I enjoined my roommates sincerely to secrecy. However,
when I entered the Junior College, heavy academic workload and tight schedule
made me feel so stressful that I drunk much to relieve my pressure. As I drunk
harder and harder, the trouble became more and more serious.
The conflict arose when my girlfriend
received a call from my roommates informing her that they were extremely
worried about my well-being in the hostel, because I had drunk too much every
day. My girlfriend immediately called me and confronted me about this issue. She
asked me what was going on and whether the statement was true. I suddenly realized
that it might be my roommates who betrayed me. I replied to my girlfriend in
straight denial. After I spoke with her, her tones told me that she did not
believe me. She implied that she should not choose a drunkard as her life
partner. I was livid, and hung up the phone up on her.
Immediately after talking with my
girlfriend, I called my roommates to find out the reason for this. My roommates
explained to me that they had been watching me use more and more alcohol, and
they said they saw a severe change in my attitude. They wished some sentences
from my girlfriend might change my life style. Once again I was infuriated, and
hung up on my roommates.
I felt betrayed, how my roommates went parties
with me, then turned around and told my girlfriend that I had an alcohol
addiction. Since two days, I had avoided all phone calls from my roommates. Finally
on the third day, I met my roommates in the meeting room. My roommates explained
to me that they had spoken with girlfriend again. I did not pay attention to
their explanation and blamed them as Judas. In the next semester, I moved to
another hostel and never connected with my roommates since then.
Actually, in my view, communication
behaviors are essential in solving interpersonal conflict. In such a situation,
since I felt betrayed by some of my best friends, my behaviors were extremely
aggressive. There is no denying that being offensive is never a good way for problem
solving. So, could you figure out some of my aggressive behaviors during this
interpersonal conflict between me and my roommates?