That's a strong statement, isn't it? I wrote this about a 8/11/07 ago, with the following opening sentence:
I haven't written about my lovelife in a while, because there hasn't been a reason to. It's been pretty much non-existent.
I sat on this post for a while, as I tried to regain my train of thought on the matter. Why did I write this? And why am I revisiting it.
why I wrote it? My lovelife over the last 8-ish years has been a series of unfortunate events. Lots of first and second dates, followed by heavy-handed attempts at my goodies, which inevitably triggers my frustration and eventual dismissal of the applicant in question. Hm, no surprises there. And I've considered throwing in the towel on dating on many occasions. Matter of fact, I have thrown in the towel on a few of those. But I've never completely thrown in the towel on my brethren. So why now? What triggered my frustration to the point where I want to say F*ck the entire lot of them?
*thinking outloud* Hm, it couldn't have been that relationship I ended, because we're still friends. My cyber boyfriends have been treating me decent. There was that one needy brother that called me rude and ignorant, because I was too busy to answer his phone calls - but that shouldn't have been enough to warrant barring brothers completely.
Most of my exes or potential dates end up being friends. Not true anymore...I just had a friendship go down in huge flames this weekend. And he was as rude, ignorant and controlling as the other guy accused me of being.
But now that I think about it, what's my role in this whole equation? I mean, there are a whole LOT of frogs out there, but the problem's not always them. It could be me. I could be the princess sleeping wrong on the pea, yanno? Let's do a lil self-examination to see what I'm contributing to these unfortunate events.
My problem? Well - there's a list:
- my high standards - is it unrealistic for my educated (multi-degreed), ambitious, intelligent, beautiful behind to demand my equal?
- my weight/health - I need to work out, eat better and lose weight. To the tune of 100 lbs.
- my schedule - what brother's going to fight my unending list of roles for my attention?
- my insecurities - I fluctuate between complete diva and candidate for "Can't get a date" which seems a little schizo
Let me just say, before you start refuting my short list, that I know my self-worth. I'm a realist, and an MBA after all - so I know that my value proposition has merit. My value prop (and the answer as to why I'm "washing my hands") is after the jump.
My calendar has not been empty since I got back from Brazil, so I'm ecstatic.
