Relationships take a lot of work, and when people go into them, I think they all want the Hallmark relationship, where there are no arguments and neither of the pair want alone time and always want to be together. The idea, to me, of a relationship is something that is supposed to be effortless and I want exactly what the Hallmark model idealizes. But the reality of the story is, life doesn’t work that way and you can bet your life on the fact that relationships are like a two-way street, where if only one side is used, it wears only one side out, while the other remains untouched, unbroken.
The idea, after all, is this perfect example of what we all want. But in real life, there’s no such luck. The word perfect borders a fairy tale, where everybody gets a happy ending.
In the same way, Frankenstein likes the idea of the monster he creates, even obsessing over every minor detail for over two years on trying to make his monster “perfect.” When he finally brings his monster to life, Frankenstein isn’t ready for a relationship with his creation. He is terrified, mortified by what he thought was perfect. He runs away. He gives up. He made what could have been an ideal father-son relationship into a two-way street where the only road being worn down was the one taken by the monster.