Friday, June 15, 2012

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.





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2 comments:

  1. MichaelJune 16, 2012 at 8:19 AM

    Relationships are a series of compromise. You must decide what you can accept and what is a deal breaker. Most people accept themselves because you are stuck with your own contradictory behavior. It's the same with someone you make a commitment too. The perfect mate does not exist but that does not mean you must be alone.

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  2. AnonymousJune 18, 2012 at 5:13 AM

    I'm sure you'll find your man one day Amanda. Try not to get down about it. He's out there somewhere.
    Steve

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