...who I hate more: men, or myself for not meeting their irrational, unfair, selfish standards and for caring about it. Or God, or fate, for giving me the crappy, loveless, meaningless life I have, and not the wherewithal not to care about it.
Men, I think. Yes, I think that's who I hate more. Men.
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The problem is not with men, is with people. Because we, men, also have to deal with women´s irrational, unfair, selfish standards and we do care about it. We shouldn´t, though. Nobody should. People are stupid (stupidity has nothing to do with IQ tests), and if you put your happiness, or your life´s meaningfulness, in the hands of another person, you are in error. Just let go.
@Incubus: you must have a really lonely and depressing life by what you say...
@vespertina: perhaps you are trying to find a man that can intellectual or erotically challenge you - someone you would like to write on your blog about with pleasure. Although finding such a company might be rewarding - and exciting -, you are looking for the wrong qualities. Search for a person with the same fundamental values that you have and forget about the rest. Life is too rich to be wasted on sterile - and narcissistic - pursuits of your mirror image. When you do find your partner/life friend/companion you will loose this need to blog about your personal life to complete strangers.
@ Anonymous: on the contrary, I am feeling just great. No loneliness nor depression. To be sure, when you stop believing your happiness is irrevocably linked to a "life companion" / a new car/ your football team winning the cup, (fill the blanks with anything external) you start to become less anxious and, in overall, interesting people begin to approach you. Then you only have to choose who you want around. Or not. You´ll be OK anyway.
@ Vespertina: we all like your writings, being strangers or not.
@Anonymous: Man up. You are commenting on a blog, which you obviously read, AND critiquing the writer? Glass houses, etc.
Obviously,there is no way to know if you are a friend of the author's, but many of those of us who read ARE her friends, and are grateful she doesn't have to email us individually--since she might not care to send updates to all her distant friends. And, I'd like to know, how you think you know what the author seeks in a man/partner? You assume an awful lot, methinks.
@"v" My dear, I'm sorry I missed this on the day, but I know that the mood passed. Maybe I'll find out what brought this on. I know that you love men on the whole, and I trust that you will find a good one. Kisses.
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