Maybe Disney Ruined Me
I have a friend that likes to remind me, "Treat a girl like dirt and she'll stick to you like mud." And he's right. I know this not only by observing so many people around me (particularly the large amount of girls I know that complain of the men in their lives being assholes) or by the plethora of movies and songs that are based upon this idea, but also from personal experience.
But I just don't have it in me to treat a girl I actually like as though she doesn't mean much of anything to me. And I wouldn't want to if I could.
Maybe it's because of all the Disney movies I grew up watching as a child or other movies like "The Princess Bride", but I'll be damned if I don't believe in actual romance and things like "...happily ever after." And while they may be a stretch of the imagination in this modern age, it doesn't mean they're impossible or aren't worth believing in.
So in my mind, if I'm not doing all I can to keep a girl I like happy from day one (that being the day I realize I really like her), than I'm failing. I know this will likely land me in the friend zone time and time again. That sucks. But the more I think about lately, the more I realize that's better than being with a woman I lost all respect for the moment she started caring about me when I acted like I didn't care about her.
And if all this means that in the end I'll just end up dying alone, so it goes. It seems much better to me than the alternative of having someone there and still feeling alone.
Anyways, I'm writing this for a couple reasons.
One, no matter how much the jaded side of me tells me to give up, I just don't seem to be able to do that yet. Maybe after the next heartbreak or romantic disappointment.
And two, as a general warning to any readers that my blog will continue to be filled with posts about romantic failures and how frustrated I am with them. And since some people seem to need reminding (yet again), if you don't like it, don't read them. I promise not to be bothered by the lack of emails and texts telling me to quit whining while conversely trying to offer me advice (particularly when the advice comes from people whom are in relationships that just don't look like fun to me*).
Finally, for the record, if I ever do meet "the one", I'm going to do all I can to spoil her beyond belief and make her the happiest woman on earth. As far as I'm concerned, if other women aren't jealous of her because of what I'm doing, than I'm not doing a good job and I'm going to try even harder. (I already have some experience in this and if past conversations from it all are any indication of future trends, I'm going to do a kick ass job). And then you better believe I'm going to rub it in everyone doubters face. (Luckily, odds are more in favor of me dying alone, but until I'm dead, we just can't know what the future holds).
*When I say the relationships of some people I know don't look like fun, it doesn't mean I'm saying they aren't fun. However, I know I could never be happy in any of them, making the advice offered by people in such relationships null and avoid since they're assuming what worked for them will work for me.
But I just don't have it in me to treat a girl I actually like as though she doesn't mean much of anything to me. And I wouldn't want to if I could.
Maybe it's because of all the Disney movies I grew up watching as a child or other movies like "The Princess Bride", but I'll be damned if I don't believe in actual romance and things like "...happily ever after." And while they may be a stretch of the imagination in this modern age, it doesn't mean they're impossible or aren't worth believing in.
So in my mind, if I'm not doing all I can to keep a girl I like happy from day one (that being the day I realize I really like her), than I'm failing. I know this will likely land me in the friend zone time and time again. That sucks. But the more I think about lately, the more I realize that's better than being with a woman I lost all respect for the moment she started caring about me when I acted like I didn't care about her.
And if all this means that in the end I'll just end up dying alone, so it goes. It seems much better to me than the alternative of having someone there and still feeling alone.
Anyways, I'm writing this for a couple reasons.
One, no matter how much the jaded side of me tells me to give up, I just don't seem to be able to do that yet. Maybe after the next heartbreak or romantic disappointment.
And two, as a general warning to any readers that my blog will continue to be filled with posts about romantic failures and how frustrated I am with them. And since some people seem to need reminding (yet again), if you don't like it, don't read them. I promise not to be bothered by the lack of emails and texts telling me to quit whining while conversely trying to offer me advice (particularly when the advice comes from people whom are in relationships that just don't look like fun to me*).
Finally, for the record, if I ever do meet "the one", I'm going to do all I can to spoil her beyond belief and make her the happiest woman on earth. As far as I'm concerned, if other women aren't jealous of her because of what I'm doing, than I'm not doing a good job and I'm going to try even harder. (I already have some experience in this and if past conversations from it all are any indication of future trends, I'm going to do a kick ass job). And then you better believe I'm going to rub it in everyone doubters face. (Luckily, odds are more in favor of me dying alone, but until I'm dead, we just can't know what the future holds).
*When I say the relationships of some people I know don't look like fun, it doesn't mean I'm saying they aren't fun. However, I know I could never be happy in any of them, making the advice offered by people in such relationships null and avoid since they're assuming what worked for them will work for me.
1 Comments:
I don't think it was Disney. Despite what some guys - the good ones and the ass holes - would have you believe, I think that for the most part, people are rather naturally jerks. Or in your case, really good guys. Either way, you treat women the way you do not because you heard "As you wish" one too many times (God I love that movie), but because it is simply not in your composition to be an ass hole, even if you know it might work on some levels. This is why I have no doubt of your future amazing boyfriend skills. All her friends will indeed be jealous. Now if you can just find one who isn't a self-involved psycho hose beast...
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