At least thats what were fed in the magazine industry anyway.
See for me, I'm pretty content with myself. I am an ordinary girl that has her moments of chubby anxiety and career worries, but apart from that Im rather collected when it comes to the single scene.
A few things has happened to me though that makes me question just how secure the opposite sex feels about themselves. A few (not all) guys i've met these past few months have filled up my mobile inbox with messages unread or unanswered, and yet they still text.
Back in the day wasn't it the girl that was waiting for the guy to call or text? These days I'm complaining how much a guy is paying attention to me rather than the opposite.
Now don't make me out to be some sort of egotistical goddess. I am sure there are some girls out there who have without a doubt been through what i've been through, and I'm nothing special.
Meeting a guy for the first time should be exciting, the possibility of a few dates and getting to know someone should be all butterflies. And yet recently I don't even reach the first date because I'm bored of them cramming up I'm o2 bill already.
Maybe it's me, maybe I am a commitment phobic. With my past record it's no surprise I think little of the opposite sex. One of my ex's actually pretended to have broken up with his girlfriend to be with me, only for me to discover her belongings in "his apartment." Rather than lurk in the shadows I confronted the girl and turns out they never broke up. Funnily enough last I heard of them there engaged.
The ex however, was so insecure that his girlfriend was cheating on him, that he went off and did the same. Although he discovered that the rumours were true, he still couldn't bear to be by himself. He needed the trophy wife along with his other materialistic possessions so he could feel secure in life.
I guess we're all just as bad as each other.
No comments:
Post a Comment