Philosophy 101

Title: Philosophy 101; 1/6

By: Tammy

Category: Other/Multi POV

Summary: One by one, everyone in Roswell answers the question: If a tree falls in a forest, but nobody is around to hear it, does the tree make a sound?



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Part I

If a tree falls in a forest, but nobody is around to hear it, does the tree make a sound?

~*~

Isabel

When somebody close to you dies, youíre supposed to feel

Denial

Sadness

Anger

Hysteria

Or any other number of emotions until finally you reach

Acceptance.

But can you move right past the others and move onto acceptance without experiencing some repercussions?

Yes.

I have. I cried for a few hours after the news was broken, grew hysterical as I told my brother, and laughed with friends and family while memories were shared. And then the next day I woke up and went throughout my day as if everything was normal.

Normalcy, of course, is a relative term. Deals with perspective. How one perceives things.

I moved straight onto acceptance. And I never looked back.

I accept that Alex is dead because I know that he is dead. But I never dealt with his death.

Ay, thereís the rub.

And I choose not to. Instead I wake up, go through my daily routines, only to fall asleep once more at the end of the day and repeat the same actions the following morning.

I know Alex is dead and I accept it. But Iíll never really accept it for thereís no reason to.

Because I pretend that day never happened. Quite easy in fact when you realize time is another relative term. Deals with movement and perception.

So I pretend.

I pretend that day never happened. I pretend that Alex is going to call me tomorrow...tonight...in a few moments. I pretend it isnít my fault. I pretend that Liz and Maria arenít crying.

I pretend.

And I accept that as my truth.

And if that is the truth, then thereís no reason to go to therapy. No reason to talk about my feelings. No reason to answer the inane question of ďHow Iím Doing.Ē

Because my tree didnít make a sound.

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Tess

When your husband betrays you, has an affair, falls in love with another, youíre supposed to feel

Denial

Sadness

Anger

Hysteria

Or any other number of emotions until finally you reach

Acceptance.

Did you know that youíre supposed to feel these same feelings when someone dies, when youíre hurt...basically whenever you feel wronged. Max could be an alcoholic and Iím still supposed to feel the same way. Theyíre called steps. Steps. Ha. You move from one to the other until you reach the top.

Wouldnít it be easier to take an elevator?

Or even stay on the same step and wallow in self-pity. But then you wouldnít be following protocol. I read about what youíre supposed to do in a book. But can a book dictate how youíre supposed to feel?

Why canít it?

Why wonít it?

It would be a hell of a lot easier if that damn yellow book told me what to feel, what order to feel it in, and for how long until I can reach this damn ďAcceptanceĒ and be done with it already.

Maybe Iím already there.

I cried.

I yelled.

I called Liz a ďbitch.Ē And now Iím being hurled through space carrying my former husbandís baby.

But if Iíve accepted that Max doesnít love me, why havenít I stopped loving him? Stupid book. Probably written by a human whose intelligence is equal to none other than Liz Parker.

Apparently my anger hasnít subsided entirely.

But, then again, what if he really does love me?

Apparently neither has my denial.

So donít mind me. Iím just an alien wanton who came to town to break up the worldís greatest couple, get pregnant, and kill any human who stands between me and my way home.

Am I evil? Why donít you ask the tree?

After all, Iíve been falling for years, but nobodyís heard me.

Part Two