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Fractal

Fractal

SUICIDEGIRL

Louisiana, USA

APR 25, 2008 02:36 PM

There is something so obvious about the choices we must make when we are in the world of single. We all know when something is "right" or "wrong" for us, the question is whether or not we make the proper decision, or say fuck it, and damn the torpedoes. We've talked about Mr. Right - so how bout Mr. Right Now?

Or even better - Mrs. Right Now? It is extraordinarily easy to create yourself into this perfect being, but what happens when the reality sets in? Your glamour and novelty can and will wear off, so what happens then? Or even worse - the truth comes out. I have an extremely delightful and stark-raving mad friend that went out with a girl a few times, and things were going superbly. They shared interests, held hands, were having a great time. Out of nowhere, though, she stopped returning his calls for about two weeks. Finally, she called back and told him to stop by her place. He comes a knockin, and she opens the door looking frazzled. He immediately asks what's wrong, and her reply was, "Well, my boyfriend is on his way over." But wait - it gets better.

"And by the way, I'm a prostitute."

Really!? Seriously?! This is what we have to contend with? I thought it was tough for chicks like me. Guys usually just turn out to be assholes or pussy hounds, momma's boys or wanna-be's. Never once have I had to hear the words, "Sorry, babe, I'm a gigolo."

On the bright side, though, she didn't charge him for the time they spent together.

What can be even worse than someone else's truth coming to light is your own, and you realize, "Well, shit, I'm no good at this Miss Right stuff". In the past few months, any time I've gone out with someone the inevitable question, "So, tell me a little bit about yourself," pops up. You can run down the list of cute little superficial things, but eventually the tarnished history of me comes about, and it ain't all pretty. Sooner or later, the dreaded sentence must be said, "Well...legally....I'm still married." That's the point where they start to back away slowly, silently scanning the room for the nearest emergency exit. I try to plant this one after the, "I'm naked on the Internet!" bomb has been dropped, but unfortunately, the shrapnel still hits, and you find yourself as Mrs. Right Then. In a worst case scenario, you find yourself as Mrs. Right Then Stuck With the Check.

About a week or so ago, I found myself at about 11 PM leaving bowls of food out for the stray cats in my neighborhood. I figured, well, at least someone will be knocking at my door if I do this. Someone pointed out that I was on the verge of being a crazy cat lady. That really doesn't sound so bad though. The little guys would need me! They'd want to hang out, even if I was bribing them to do so. It's just like dating - you bribe someone with a nice dinner, a good movie, maybe some clever conversation, all to just spend some time with you.

Crazy cat lady usually evolves though. It's not a bad option really, but it usually is shortly followed (or has been led into) by some sort of sexual ambiguity. Maybe celibacy has been inadvertently forced upon you, and you've realized that you haven't been touched by another human in months, possibly years. This has been a conscious decision though, since the thought of fluid exchange not only horrifies you, but leaves traces of repulsion. But fuck, we are only human. This is where slut by proxy helps out a bit. Slut by proxy is a wonderful thing, really. It's living vicariously through your other single friends' love lives, hearing their tales of sexual debauchery, and you catch it by being around them often enough that others assume that you're just like them. It's getting laid without the hassle of having to find your clothing under someone's bed in the dark, or having that awkward "I'll call you" conversation while waiting for a taxi. Or you could just masturbate. Detachable shower heads are a girl's best friend. Whoever said diamonds didn't know what the fuck they were talking about.

I've really got nothing to offer a relationship. I'm not charming or charismatic. I walk into things and I wake up mean. I'll forget your birthday and the name of your favorite song. I come with a lot of baggage that needs a lot more than a shed to store. Maybe the common denominator in all those failed endeavors wasn't something on anyone's part but my own. All that I can say is that I'd never break a promise, and maybe I can hold some pieces together if someone wants to hold the glue. I don't want someone to fix me, just maybe someone to hold me steady. Initially, I had decided to resign, but maybe that was too hasty a decision.

You need to choose what's best for you because obviously, if you find yourself single, whatever the choices that you made while you were in your last relationship weren't the right ones. That raises the other question though, "Do I do everything different next time around?" It's our nature to stick with what we know. Does that mean we work against ourselves in the court of romance?

suaveadonis

suaveadonis

USA
January 2007

APR 27, 2008 07:49 AM

I prefer to be single and enjoy companionship more. I don't feel I am relationship phobic though. I had a 10 year relationship with my last girlfriend but distance, careers, family responsibilities and general personal upkeep proved to be overwhelming obstacles and we are no longer a couple. She still remains my closest friend and most trusted advisor.

I think some people were not meant to be in significant other type relationships. I am one of them. Sure, it is lonely at times, but it is drama free and you do not need to change for anyone but yourself.

I can relate to what you say though because it is very challenging in the dating world. Too many variables to think about. Perhaps I am just a coward and companionship is the easier choice. Or it could be I am older than most of the intelligent single women I find fascinating and companionship is the only moral choice I have.

thefreak

thefreak

NEWSWIRE

Gardner, MA

APR 27, 2008 08:28 AM

A thought-provoking read. I think we all sit there @point or another wondering if we're good enough for that "special person" out there. Personally, I've had enough of that to last me a lifetime.

Also, I'd rather be "crazy cat guy" than have children. So I can relate. wink

-TM

CrimsonJupiter

CrimsonJupiter

Germany
January 2008

APR 27, 2008 08:48 AM

I sometimes think that maybe the only person that is right for me is myself. A depressing thought frown I am also reminded of a song by Sparks smile

Sparks - I married myself

losttoapathy

losttoapathy

Boulder, CO
March 2003

APR 27, 2008 10:18 AM

I'm clearly going to be alone forever...
Great piece.

Volkov

Volkov

San Antonio, TX
OLD SKOOL

APR 27, 2008 10:25 AM

superbly written.

ericwine

ericwine

Charlotte Hall, MD
January 2007

APR 27, 2008 10:48 AM

Geez, Fractal, you attract more than your share of superficial losers. But you remind me once again that it's a miracle enough people find each other to keep the human race from becoming extinct. Excellent column.

King_Mob

King_Mob

I'm lost
September 2005

APR 27, 2008 11:10 AM

I was having a really tough time with my singularity yesterday. Many a thing you said not only rang true, but made me feel better in as much as I dont feel as big a 32-year old slab of damaged goods as I felt yesterday. smile

Thanks,

endlessly

endlessly

Fort Wainwright, AK
June 2006

APR 27, 2008 11:30 AM

I have no idea. My fiance left because she had helped me work through a lot of things but was afraid that I wasn't actually past them and would be that person forever. Then, my last girlfriend left because............. well, I'm not really sure. We had great relationship. It was the type of intimacy and bonding you don't really believe in as an adult and we really loved each other. But, I guess she just felt she had to do what was best for her and her daughter. I disagree with her decision, and I'm still holding on to hope that she will call, but I guess I understand.

Not really, actually. She promised me a lot of things and I'm not sure she ever intended to deliver. Plus, blaming me and being angry at me for no reason was how she decided to move on. So now, having the love of my life blame me for doing what she asked me to do has left me jaded and bitter. And kind of hopeless. Sucks.

Absolution

Absolution

SUICIDEGIRL

Tennessee, USA

APR 27, 2008 11:41 AM

i turn into the crazy cat and dog lady. anything stray, i welcome in....and the cycle continues. skull

Hunkpapa

Hunkpapa

United Kingdom
June 2004

APR 27, 2008 12:04 PM

I think I'll make a pretty good crazy old cat guy one day.

Jena

Jena

New York, NY
June 2003

APR 27, 2008 12:13 PM

I love this and would love to see a regular SG Sex & the City style column.

sitar

sitar

Philadelphia, PA
June 2004

APR 27, 2008 12:26 PM

i will send you a congratulations card when you finalize your divorce.
that might help, imho

orbro

orbro

New York, NY
July 2004

APR 27, 2008 02:04 PM

I don't mind baggage. As you say, it's the games people play to conceal it or pretend it's not there. And then there are unloveable moments in the morning like this:
"Did I just come over last night or did I call you?"
"You called five times."
"I did?"

Nixon

Nixon

SUICIDEGIRL

California, USA

APR 27, 2008 02:08 PM

I love that Slut By Proxy is now going to make it's way into the cultural lexicon.

jeremyscareme

jeremyscareme

Los Angeles, CA
January 2004

APR 27, 2008 02:43 PM

Nixon said:
I love that Slut By Proxy is now going to make it's way into the cultural lexicon.



I'm shocked it hasn't already. But bravo, for you for doing it.

paintbrush

paintbrush

Los Angeles, CA
November 2004

APR 27, 2008 03:12 PM

So much of this resonates. Including:



Well...legally....I'm still married.


(me)
This didn't turn out to be the problem I might have thought it would be. Though - oddly - I was hit on by married women alot while I was separated, which sucked. Shared misery, I guess. I was having none of that. I didn't want to get shot.

And:


And by the way, I'm a prostitute.


(her)

She didn't charge me, either.

But she said she had "never been more angry in her life" that I - someone she trusted - didn't approve. She stormed out on me before I was able to tell her that I've known 4 people who have prostitutes, two are dead, one fell off the face of the earth, no one knowing where she went, and one is still doing it 20 years after saying "it's not like I'm going to make a career out of it."

Taolie

Taolie

Madison, WI
November 2007

APR 27, 2008 03:23 PM


Sooner or later, the dreaded sentence must be said, "Well...legally....I'm still married."



I know how that goes. I usually try to get that one out of the way even before the dating - when we're still just friends. If they have a problem with it even then, then I certainly wouldn't want to date them.


Someone pointed out that I was on the verge of being a crazy cat lady. That really doesn't sound so bad though. The little guys would need me!



I would love to date a crazy cat lady!! love Crazy cat ladies are the only ones who really understand me . . . so keep on feeding them strays! wink



I've really got nothing to offer a relationship. I'm not charming or charismatic. I walk into things and I wake up mean. I'll forget your birthday and the name of your favorite song. I come with a lot of baggage that needs a lot more than a shed to store.



Everything you say just makes you more charming and charismatic. love I wake up mean, and I hate people who wake up chipper. God invented calendars so we wouldn't have to remember birthdays! I don't even remember the name of my favorite song! biggrin And baggage? That's what makes people interesting, and makes for great stories, too!

Plus, you've got the prettiest eyes on SG. So you've got that goin' for ya . . .

Anyway, really great article! I really like your writing. I hope to see many more columns from you! kiss

Elisabeth

Elisabeth

San Francisco, CA
December 2002

APR 27, 2008 03:30 PM

Well done.

I've been musing about all of this for quite some time as I've not exactly had the most normal relations with others. And I concur with the slut by proxy comments. Great piece. smile

P.S. I think that almost 2/3 of the people I closely associate with are either divorced or about to be.

Boxhamster

Boxhamster

United Kingdom
July 2005

APR 27, 2008 03:37 PM

I'm a little overwhelmed by this honesty and stumped at a few of the facts, you mentioned, but I can safely say, that you can't be right about one sentense: "I've really got nothing to offer a relationship"
You proved yourself, when you wrote all this, because it means you're strong and most of all you seem to be true to yourself and that's definitely qualities I want in a partner. Well, I hope I didn't lean myself out of the window too far with that, but I was deeply moved with your commentary, so I thought you deserve some of my thoughts on it. smile

camalot

camalot

Canada
April 2006

APR 27, 2008 04:08 PM

"I've really got nothing to offer a relationship. I'm not charming or charismatic." Based on the wit and insight offered by your writing, I find that statement remarkably unbelievable...

Anyhoo, I too am single with what some might consider baggage (divorced) and was feeling very down today, with singleness on my mind. After reading this piece and the replies to it I feel better if only by knowing I'm not alone and am quite normal in my thoughts and feelings. What baffles me about it though is where the hell are all the single women around my area that share my interests etc. Certainly not where I'm hanging out...well, thats not true but the women I'm meeting are all turning out to be under 25. I'm 31 and getting drunk three nights of the weekend is no longer on my "to do" list. I have a car and mortgage to pay for and other responsibilities to manage...like a job that requires me to get out of bed before 11am, so you can see my position.

Still, I've learned something important. We need to be okay with being alone, because if we're not, the fear of being single manifests as things not beneficial to finding a relationship. Things like trying too hard to make something work, holding on too tightly, putting up with bullshit and behavior that we shouldn't, morphing into what we need to be to match the other person when what we need to be is ourselves.

Where, oh where are the single interesting women my age who have a little growing up under their belts?

c4ff31n3

c4ff31n3

I'm lost
November 2004

APR 27, 2008 04:21 PM

Single means higher quality of life... All the Flaming Carrot and longboarding one can handle.

Sooner or later, the dreaded sentence must be said, "Well...legally....I'm still married."

Try: "I was evacuated from Iraq, released after two months of being hospitalized for repeated head injuries/post-concussion syndrome, PTSD, and verbalizing a strong desire to kill my superiors for their incompetence". Makes for a wicked fun date, as we say back East.

Keep feeding the cats, they're good people.

Thistle

Thistle

SUICIDEGIRL

California, USA

APR 27, 2008 04:35 PM

I love this column.

larose404

larose404

Columbia, SC
January 2004

APR 27, 2008 04:56 PM



"Where, oh where are the single interesting women my age who have a little growing up under their belts?"



Ditto...
from the mildly eccentric husky-guy (I'm eccentric, not the husky... though maybe he is too)

livertarian

livertarian

Fairfax, VA
February 2008

APR 27, 2008 04:57 PM

Fascinating read.

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