My Problem with Men
After much thought I think I've finally discovered what my problem is when I get into relationships. I'm too contradictory.
I always want a smart man, but I don't like being made to feel stupid or silly, so I'm intimidate by those smarter than I am.
I always want a funny guy. Witty makes my heart pound. But at the same time I want to be able to turn it off like a switch, to be presentable in a fine dining establishment without my date acting like Robin Williams on a late night talk show.
I want a guy who respects me and treats me like a lady, but who doesn't care when I belch with the boys or play poker and smoke cigars all night.
I always wanted someone handsome (or at least someone I find handsome) but who has no jealousy issues.
I always wanted the brutally honest truth, but I never wanted to have my feelings hurt.
I contradict myself in my own wants and desires. Unless I can sort things out in my own head I'm destined to keep screwing things up over and over again. I've lost a few good men. I'm tired of hurting. I'm tired of walls. I tired of lies and manipulation and jealousy. But most of all - I tired of ME.