There are a few in my life with the Sandy complex. They changed for people and nothing has progressed because of it. Sandy may have looked better, felt better that she got the guy and probably overcame the issue of Danny hiding her behind the menu at the restaurant when she yanked herself into those tight pants at the end, but the car would have still flown without her downgrading for someone, who, quite frankly, was a drop kick.
The Sandy complex is also known as the Bella complex. She sold her soul for a vampire or The Anastasia Steele complex. Yes I saw the movie, which was G rated compared to the book. The Romeo & Juliet Complex. She betrayed her family for a boy and we all know how that turned out.
This complex is downgrading yourself for a person who is already at that level. It doesn't leave anyone happy.
Romeo & Juliet didn't live happily-ever-after.
I've had The Sandy Complex. I haven't been to sacrament meeting in nearly 3 months possibly more. It was to avoid the irreverence at first, but even when I sat outside trying to marinate my mind in talks, the irreverence followed. It became something else.
It dawned on me yesterday, after talking with family, that my faith became a Sandy Complex because I was mentally testing my ward to prove a point.
The points being:
- No one would notice.
- No one would come inquire.
- Fellowshipping doesn't exist if you are not in a clique.
The Sandy Complex.
There isn't enough room there.