Monday, 26 July 2010
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Do You Need the Label Boy/Girlfriend To Be Committed To Someone?
"I'm not looking for a relationship right now" says the person you've been seeing for several weeks or months. Perhaps you jumped the physical gun because you felt strongly for this person. Maybe not...but chances are...Yes you did!In the age of "hooking up" and "one night stands", labels mean a lot to people who claim not to want one. If you're seeing or getting busy with someone, don't you deserve at lease common courtesy from someone you're "seeing" even if s/he isn't your full time fling?
The "C" word, commitment, has almost morphed into a dirty stigma for my generation. Everyone runs around insisting that they don't' want a relationship right now. Ironically, these are the same wo/men who love to snuggle, beg you to cook dinner, and will even accompany you on an evening stroll. It may look like Romance...but it's only Bad Romance...
During my deluded dating days, I was rejected more time by the "I don't want a girlfriend" line than I care to comment on. My response is: "If you don't want a girlfriend, why did I meet your mom, your friends, and why do you spend significant amounts of time with me?" To answer my own question, degenerates of my age range have a warped selfishness unprecedented by our forefathers.
Basically, wo/men now feel an overwhelming sense of entitlement and lack of responsibility simultaneously. These people think that they have a right to your body and play on your emotions while you're involved. Yet, when the slightest hint of accountability comes into play, they wash their hands clean of the situation. "I don't have to answer that because you're not my girlfriend!"
If you're in the above situation, get out immediately. You're driving down a one way street with no stop signs. You'll crash on your own account and s/he will not be the Jaws of Life to get you out of the car.
If you're getting involved in someone's life and vice versa, you're beginning a commitment to that person. Whether you like it or not, that is what it is. If you don't want a relationship, don't play the part. Trix are for kids.
People who play these childhood games wouldn't respect the boy/girlfriend label even if there was one. You're not missing out on these individuals at all. If you've spent time snuggling, kissing and "getting familiar", you're relating and in a relationship with that person. It's plain and simple. You're the only one that's complicating things.
This arrangement is similar to those couples who decide to cohabitate before getting married. They'll share finances, sleep in the same bed and be all in each other's family lives but won't say "I do". Then, one partner decides s/he's through with the relationship and walks away easily. To themselves they mutter: "Well that wasn't my husband or wife."
Avoid the above scenario. You deserve the label and all. But even if the label isn't there, the time, intimacy and emotions do count for something. Love responsibly. Know the implications of becoming involved with someone's heart and mind and step up, Wo/Man Up! Juvenility is so not hot..
Have you ever been physically, emotionally and mentally involved someone but weren't officially in a relationship? Were you the perp or victim? Explain why.
Wednesday, 21 July 2010
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First Relationship: A Learning Experience
Having my first boyfriend ruined my relationship with my then best friend.
It sucks, I know. But isn't that how first relationships tend to go? There's always some sort of underlying lesson. (Maybe two or three).
My sophomore year of college, I was free of parental control, and living the good life in a four bedroom, four bathroom apartment with three other girls. One of them was my best friend. We had met each other before school started the year before, and quickly became very close. We were soulmates, really, and understood each other in a way none of our other friends quite did. Not three weeks after returning to school, a strangely timed phenomenon occurred:
We both got boyfriends.
While we had each dated previously, neither of us had dated anyone long term. But for some reason or another, the stars aligned, and it happened for both of us. On the same day, even. Unfortunately, being that her beau lived a six hour drive away, their relationship soon became rocky, and they broke up after about two months. She was devastated. And although I tried to be there for her, looking back on it, I was too caught up in my own relationship to be the kind of friend she really needed. That's not to say that the blame for the demise of our friendship isn't equal, though. I specifically remember having a conversation with her, where she told me that she "didn't want me to go out of my way to give up time with my boyfriend to spend with her," but on the same token, would never ask me outright.
So, I took the easy way out, and she did, too.
Our relationship continued to erode, and before I knew it, all three roommates had turned on me. By this point, my boyfriend was pretty much a fifth roommate, although we spent 90% of our time holing up in my room. Uncomfortable and unhealthy. Soon, we too began fighting, and the conflicts were growing worse and worse.
I didn't actually break up with him until the harmattan seaon,and looking back on the ten months together now, I see so many little things that I wouldn't dare repeat. And what happened with my friend and me? We've since come to terms with what's happened, and talk and hang out a little here and there. But nothing like before.If anything, the sacrifice of our friendship is my one and only true regret from that relationship.
What did your first relationship teach you? Have you ever lost a friend from being too caught up in your romantic partnership?
Tuesday, 13 July 2010
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Tuesday, 13 July 2010
Sorting Through the Rubble and Finding True Love

So a few years ago, there was this guy. I was totally in love with him...or so I thought. If you asked me, the sun rose out of his ass and he was the most perfect specimen of human being that had ever walked the Earth. I was absolutely giddy with love for him and only him. He was everything I could have ever asked for. He was smart, funny, cute and he loved the hell out of me. Well...that's what I thought at least. Last year, I found out that was not the case at all. He didn't love me; he never had. But I loved him. I loved him so much it hurt me when I found out that he didn't feel the same way. I had never loved someone so much before and my world absolutely fell apart.
About six months later, the most amazing thing happened. I had gotten over the guy I thought I loved. Wait, let me rephrase that. I loved him, but it wasn't the kind of love I thought it was. I loved him for what he gave me. He taught me how to open up and be myself, how to be proud of who I am but most importantly he taught me how to let love in. But back to the moment. I had gotten over the guy and that opened the door for me to meet my boyfriend. It was instant attraction and from the moment we met I knew I would stop at nothing to make him mine. Well, I got him and every minute since has been the greatest moment of my life. I have never been so consumed with feelings as I am with the feelings I have for him. I never thought I would ever experience the kind of love I have with him. I know I didn't have them before with the other guy. My heart is so full of love and joy that sometimes it feels like I must burst! This is the person who completes me. He accepts me for who I am, flaws and all. And trust me, I have quite a few flaws.
I call myself the cynic in love because I am incredibly cynical. I didn't believe in love before. I didn't believe that I would ever fall in love because I thought that someone as neurotic as I am would never be able to fall in love. I carry so much baggage I need several overweight suitcases. I'll never get rid of it all but slowly I am starting to unpack some of it and leave it behind. What I've learned about digging through the rubble to find love is that only when you let go of your baggage can you truly be open and let love into your life. My boyfriend helps me clean out my baggage, mainly just by listening but accepting me for the person that I am. Accepting who you are and knowing that about yourself is the most precious jewel you will find in the pile of rocks. I have accepted my flaws and issues and realized that it is because of them that I am the person I am right now. There is no pretense to who I am and I think that is one of the main things that made my boyfriend attracted to me. I was finally in a place that made me open to love.
And I don't think I would have been able to be with my boyfriend if it weren't for the guy who wasn't actually my boyfriend. That guy showed me what love was like; the good and the bad. He broke my heart so that it would be able to accept true love this time around.
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Sorting Through the Rubble and Finding True Love

So a few years ago, there was this guy. I was totally in love with him...or so I thought. If you asked me, the sun rose out of his ass and he was the most perfect specimen of human being that had ever walked the Earth. I was absolutely giddy with love for him and only him. He was everything I could have ever asked for. He was smart, funny, cute and he loved the hell out of me. Well...that's what I thought at least. Last year, I found out that was not the case at all. He didn't love me; he never had. But I loved him. I loved him so much it hurt me when I found out that he didn't feel the same way. I had never loved someone so much before and my world absolutely fell apart.
About six months later, the most amazing thing happened. I had gotten over the guy I thought I loved. Wait, let me rephrase that. I loved him, but it wasn't the kind of love I thought it was. I loved him for what he gave me. He taught me how to open up and be myself, how to be proud of who I am but most importantly he taught me how to let love in. But back to the moment. I had gotten over the guy and that opened the door for me to meet my boyfriend. It was instant attraction and from the moment we met I knew I would stop at nothing to make him mine. Well, I got him and every minute since has been the greatest moment of my life. I have never been so consumed with feelings as I am with the feelings I have for him. I never thought I would ever experience the kind of love I have with him. I know I didn't have them before with the other guy. My heart is so full of love and joy that sometimes it feels like I must burst! This is the person who completes me. He accepts me for who I am, flaws and all. And trust me, I have quite a few flaws.
I call myself the cynic in love because I am incredibly cynical. I didn't believe in love before. I didn't believe that I would ever fall in love because I thought that someone as neurotic as I am would never be able to fall in love. I carry so much baggage I need several overweight suitcases. I'll never get rid of it all but slowly I am starting to unpack some of it and leave it behind. What I've learned about digging through the rubble to find love is that only when you let go of your baggage can you truly be open and let love into your life. My boyfriend helps me clean out my baggage, mainly just by listening but accepting me for the person that I am. Accepting who you are and knowing that about yourself is the most precious jewel you will find in the pile of rocks. I have accepted my flaws and issues and realized that it is because of them that I am the person I am right now. There is no pretense to who I am and I think that is one of the main things that made my boyfriend attracted to me. I was finally in a place that made me open to love.
And I don't think I would have been able to be with my boyfriend if it weren't for the guy who wasn't actually my boyfriend. That guy showed me what love was like; the good and the bad. He broke my heart so that it would be able to accept true love this time around.
Why Men Drive Women Crazy...or at least This Woman

I love my boyfriend. I have to start this post by saying that because I don't want it to seem like I don't as I continue this post. It's just that sometimes the boy acts like a complete idiot! I can tell him something and five minutes later he's totally forgotten everything I've said. It gets really annoying after awhile, let me tell you. That and he doesn't use logic. Or if he does, its totally backward! For example, a few days ago he had an errand to run that he really should have done the day before but he was too lazy to get up and do it. So Tuesday, he realizes that this errand must now be done before a certain time. When I talked to him he said he had to run the errand still and so I thought he was going to do it at that time. Especially because we were supposed to be meeting for our dinner breaks from work at a certain time which he assured me we would.
When I text him about dinner, its about twenty minutes before we usually have dinner. He tells me that he is just leaving to run the errand at that time. I knew that it would take him wayyyyy more than twenty minutes to get everything done that he needed to do. Granted, I was already in a bad mood from the heat but his stupid action DEFINITELY did not improve my mood. It probably took him about an hour to accomplish this task at which point I was furious! I was hot, cranky and felt like I was going to pass out because I was so overheated and nauseous. When he finally checked back in with me, I flipped out. Mainly because he had been so stupid and didn't think about how long it was going to take him to finish what he needed to finish. But then because he didn't have the courtesy to take my feelings into consideration when making his decision. I mean, he doesn't have to base all of his actions around me but hello! If we had plans to get together the least he could have done was apologize for taking too long.
Men are so infuriating when it comes to things like plans and using common sense. But like I said before, it's not that I don't love my boyfriend. Its just that I wish he would use his brain! This is why God gave us brains right? So why is it so hard for men to use them?
So here's my question to all of you datingish readers...for the men, why is it so complicated for you guys to use common sense sometimes? And ladies, what do men do that really bug you?
FROM CynicInLove
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Sorting Through the Rubble and Finding True Love

So a few years ago, there was this guy. I was totally in love with him...or so I thought. If you asked me, the sun rose out of his ass and he was the most perfect specimen of human being that had ever walked the Earth. I was absolutely giddy with love for him and only him. He was everything I could have ever asked for. He was smart, funny, cute and he loved the hell out of me. Well...that's what I thought at least. Last year, I found out that was not the case at all. He didn't love me; he never had. But I loved him. I loved him so much it hurt me when I found out that he didn't feel the same way. I had never loved someone so much before and my world absolutely fell apart.
About six months later, the most amazing thing happened. I had gotten over the guy I thought I loved. Wait, let me rephrase that. I loved him, but it wasn't the kind of love I thought it was. I loved him for what he gave me. He taught me how to open up and be myself, how to be proud of who I am but most importantly he taught me how to let love in. But back to the moment. I had gotten over the guy and that opened the door for me to meet my boyfriend. It was instant attraction and from the moment we met I knew I would stop at nothing to make him mine. Well, I got him and every minute since has been the greatest moment of my life. I have never been so consumed with feelings as I am with the feelings I have for him. I never thought I would ever experience the kind of love I have with him. I know I didn't have them before with the other guy. My heart is so full of love and joy that sometimes it feels like I must burst! This is the person who completes me. He accepts me for who I am, flaws and all. And trust me, I have quite a few flaws.
I call myself the cynic in love because I am incredibly cynical. I didn't believe in love before. I didn't believe that I would ever fall in love because I thought that someone as neurotic as I am would never be able to fall in love. I carry so much baggage I need several overweight suitcases. I'll never get rid of it all but slowly I am starting to unpack some of it and leave it behind. What I've learned about digging through the rubble to find love is that only when you let go of your baggage can you truly be open and let love into your life. My boyfriend helps me clean out my baggage, mainly just by listening but accepting me for the person that I am. Accepting who you are and knowing that about yourself is the most precious jewel you will find in the pile of rocks. I have accepted my flaws and issues and realized that it is because of them that I am the person I am right now. There is no pretense to who I am and I think that is one of the main things that made my boyfriend attracted to me. I was finally in a place that made me open to love.
And I don't think I would have been able to be with my boyfriend if it weren't for the guy who wasn't actually my boyfriend. That guy showed me what love was like; the good and the bad. He broke my heart so that it would be able to accept true love this time around.
Why Men Drive Women Crazy...or at least This Woman

I love my boyfriend. I have to start this post by saying that because I don't want it to seem like I don't as I continue this post. It's just that sometimes the boy acts like a complete idiot! I can tell him something and five minutes later he's totally forgotten everything I've said. It gets really annoying after awhile, let me tell you. That and he doesn't use logic. Or if he does, its totally backward! For example, a few days ago he had an errand to run that he really should have done the day before but he was too lazy to get up and do it. So Tuesday, he realizes that this errand must now be done before a certain time. When I talked to him he said he had to run the errand still and so I thought he was going to do it at that time. Especially because we were supposed to be meeting for our dinner breaks from work at a certain time which he assured me we would.
When I text him about dinner, its about twenty minutes before we usually have dinner. He tells me that he is just leaving to run the errand at that time. I knew that it would take him wayyyyy more than twenty minutes to get everything done that he needed to do. Granted, I was already in a bad mood from the heat but his stupid action DEFINITELY did not improve my mood. It probably took him about an hour to accomplish this task at which point I was furious! I was hot, cranky and felt like I was going to pass out because I was so overheated and nauseous. When he finally checked back in with me, I flipped out. Mainly because he had been so stupid and didn't think about how long it was going to take him to finish what he needed to finish. But then because he didn't have the courtesy to take my feelings into consideration when making his decision. I mean, he doesn't have to base all of his actions around me but hello! If we had plans to get together the least he could have done was apologize for taking too long.
Men are so infuriating when it comes to things like plans and using common sense. But like I said before, it's not that I don't love my boyfriend. Its just that I wish he would use his brain! This is why God gave us brains right? So why is it so hard for men to use them?
So here's my question to all of you datingish readers...for the men, why is it so complicated for you guys to use common sense sometimes? And ladies, what do men do that really bug you?
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