Loser in love, or loving a loser?
So how do us girls know when their mates fella, love interest, fuckbuddy is a total loser and yet when we are dating someone like that we can’t see it. Is it that we love our mates more than we love ourselves? Is it that we are blinded by the hope that we will find some complete arsehole, who never changed for anyone else, but will change for us, as we are something so much more special? Seriously what is it?I see my mates making the same mistakes over and over again, giving their hearts, time and lives to these utter wankers and never wanting to believe that this is bad for them. Playing the relationship roulette game, gambling away their hopes, dreams and self-respect. Yet I hear myself telling them what so many others have told me in the past and yet they don’t, as I never did, listen. Or they listen and they don’t hear. How many empty promises are people willing to believe in their quests to find the elusive “Mr Right”, or “The One”. What if there is no such thing as Mr Right, or The one. What if we were never even supposed to end up with just that one person, maybe we are supposed to be on our own forever.
Instead we chase this dream and ideal, spun to us as kids from stories like Disney and the likes. Of meeting Prince Charming and living “happily ever after”. I mean which bellend came up with this outdated ideal that this is the path we follow. Why did Cinderella not just move away and start up a very successful cleaning business, using her inside knowledge and make her millions. Why didn’t Rapunzel cut off her hair and make it into a rope to escape, sod off to a gap-year, shagging the locals and leaving them broken hearted, before going to university to become an amazing scientist? I am wondering if the fundamentals of shitty relationships actually stem back to the bullshit books we read as kids. I mean how many of us know anyone that has woken to the kissing of a Prince, after sleeping for years after pricking your finger? The reality is you wake up kissing a prick, after a crap night’s sleep, due to too many shots of Sambuca!