PS for "Why broach this now?"

I realized something about life.

I should thank the two cockroaches for this realization. I wrote about my relationship with them a few days back (Why broach this now?) and as I pressed the publish button thoughts started pouring in. 

Don't we all treat everyone and everything as cockroaches? We either get disgusted and throw them away from our lives immediately. 

In other cases, we humor along for some time and one fine morning start wondering "what is it that I liked in that person or place or thing or etc.?" Suddenly, we get the desperate urge to get it away from our lives or get our lives away from it. We kick ourselves for having put up with that person or thing for that long. 

Finally, we stamp it out and start believing that this realization has made us grow - we have moved on. I am sure this happens to everyone

I have been victim and proponent of this crime too.