I was having a chat with a Twitter friend the other day about the general state of dating, my recent past, my general past, where I am now, and what I'm looking for. But we mainly focused on one issue that I have a hard time wrapping my head around: whether a guy is truly interested in me versus whether I am a convenience.
Can I trust guys to be direct/honest? Can I trust guys to be honorable?
I don't think this is a size issue -- I think thin girls go through this as much as bigger girls, just in different ways.
I don't think this is a gender issue -- I know just as many guys that are wary of women for similar reasons.
I'm not sure if it's an age/maturity thing -- because there's as much bullshit when you're 16 as there is when you're 30.
I think this comes down to me as a person as much as society at large.
I do not like being used. No one does.
But more than that, I do not want my good nature to change.
I like being the person that is trusting, direct, and in touch with her emotions.
I resent the men who try to change that by abusing my trust. I resent and refuse to play "the game."
And while I feel bad for me, I feel even worse for the guys have to deal with the fallout from my bad luck with their predecessors.
Being a princess in a tower sucks.
Waiting around for guys to get their act together sucks.
Slaying dragons on my own sucks.
So until then, I just gotta dish out as much suck as I take.
You know that "three date rule" you keep on hearing about? Well I don't care. If a guy is truly interested in me, not just getting some hanky panky, they can bide their sweet time until I can figure out whether they are legit or not.
Oh, and I can also invest in AA batteries.
I think this comes down to me as a person as much as society at large.
I do not like being used. No one does.
But more than that, I do not want my good nature to change.
I like being the person that is trusting, direct, and in touch with her emotions.
I resent the men who try to change that by abusing my trust. I resent and refuse to play "the game."
And while I feel bad for me, I feel even worse for the guys have to deal with the fallout from my bad luck with their predecessors.
Being a princess in a tower sucks.
Waiting around for guys to get their act together sucks.
Slaying dragons on my own sucks.
So until then, I just gotta dish out as much suck as I take.
You know that "three date rule" you keep on hearing about? Well I don't care. If a guy is truly interested in me, not just getting some hanky panky, they can bide their sweet time until I can figure out whether they are legit or not.
Oh, and I can also invest in AA batteries.