After many years of dating and falling in love. I can’t help but ask myself and the world one question: Why does everyone find the one, while I’m stuck with crappy men?
I know I used the wrong word here to describe many men I went out with. I used the word “crappy” because I have no idea which one to use. “shitty”? “creepy”? “asshole”? “dumb”? “weird”? “jerk”? so, I’m just going to use the word crappy, as for me it’s a general word to describe the kind of guy that is completely wrong for me, in all kind of way.
Other people would tell you “there’s no such a thing as the one. And no one is perfect.” That’s true, no one is perfect and we can’t waste our times looking for the perfect guy, we should just appreciate what we already have.
Sure, but every guy I like turns out to be crappy. And by crappy I mean: shitty, asshole, awful, jerk, unattainable, commitment phobic, and practically sees me as a pretty girl and that’s it. And these kind of guys no one can change, they will remain this way until they find a moment to become normal.
Some people claim that I only fall for the wrong, bad guys. While I believe that they turn crappy after I start liking them for real. Why is that? Seriously?
So, it happens quite simple. I meet a guy, I think he’s cute and sweet. Not hot and macho, just cute and sweet. We get along and everything, and then “BOOM” they turn into crazy, neurotic, distant, unattainable assholes. What’s wrong with me? What’s wrong with dating now a days? Has it become old fashioned?
Why all men I like turn into this weird version of Do Juan, while all other girls like men who are normal and sweet. Why is it that it only happens to me (and some other women like me)? Really, why? What is wrong with me?
Is there a kind of market for good men I haven’t yet found? Is there a certain behavior I should acquire in order to get the good ones? Is there a certain life style I should try to get what I want?
Or maybe I need to lower my standards and start liking the simple guys who know nothing interesting about life, and have nothing to do, share or talk about. Yes, that’s about right and easy to accomplish. But would those simple guys want to go out with me?