It’s more painful than a Brazilian wax. More traumatizing than sitting through, The Miracle of Life, countless times during your high school years. And yes, more heartbreaking than watching Leonardo DiCaprio die at the end of Titanic. I am talking about chasing after the same asshole… more than once.
It’s safe to say that women like to go after men that are unattainable. For some reason, we like the challenge of trying to fix something that is beyond repair. We think that our stellar personalities (and our ability to give awesome blowjobs) will convince a man that there is in fact, NO ONE more amazing than ourselves. Well, sorry to burst your bubble, but some men are stupid, and they never figure this out until you are married with kids and are unattainable to them.
I met Greg when I was 18 years old, and after a friendship that consisted of five years of pent up sexual tension, we crossed a barrier that, at least in my eyes, is a one way street. “The Fiends Who Try To Be More Than Friends, Without Fucking Up A Friendship.”
When this barrier is crossed, I don’t think either of the parties take into consideration that certain things are no longer appropriate. For example, it’s not flattering to tell a girl, “let’s get dressed,” when she is sitting on your lap half naked on Valentine’s Day, anxiously waiting for a second serving of orgasms. It is not fair to give a girl false hope for something more, especially because you had intentions of getting rid of her by the summer so you could, “live it up at the Jersey Shore.” Oh, and it’s not cute to tell a girl that you purposely lasted longer during a blowjob just to, “test out her stamina.”
Believe it or not, even that wasn’t enough for me to knock this asshole out before I ran for the hills, but apparently something I did sent him packing. After four months of “exclusively dating,” he dumped me. I couldn’t say I didn’t see this coming. It came to the point that, once we finally acted on our sexual desires, (he refused to fuck me, but I’ll give credit where it’s deserved… the oral sex was mind blowing), I was putting in too much of an effort for something that was never going to happen.
Since they day we met, Greg has been a selfish, ungrateful, miserable, poor excuse of a man, who gets off to taking advantage of girls like myself. A girl who is dumb enough to think “I can be the one to change him.” I had given someone who didn’t even deserve one chance, way more than I would ever want to admit to. But, I just had to put my hand on the stove one last time for it to really sink in.
Why do we do this to ourselves? I know I’m not the only one to get burned like this.
Ladies, I would like for you to take a minute or two, and recite the following statement out-loud:
“I, Insert Name Here, PROMISE TO BE AS FABULOUS AS I CAN BE. NOT ONLY TO THE PEOPLE AROUND ME, BUT TO MYSELF, BECAUSE I DESERVE NOTHING BUT THE BEST. HOWEVER, IF SOMEONE DOES ME WRONG, LET GOD STRIKE ME DEAD IF I DON’T HAVE A BACKBONE FOR NOT STICKING UP FOR MYSELF. WHILE I MUST ADMIT THAT MY WORK ETHIC IS IMPRESSIVE, NOTHING IN LIFE SHOULD EVER BE, ‘THAT HARD’.”
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