One Woman’s Theory

In a recent post I discussed dealing with your partners’ exes.  Although I don’t advocate engaging women who have issue with you just because you have a bed mate in common it did cause me to ponder why some women have such a hard time with their exes moving on.

buI can’t say that I have dealt with every breakup I have ever had very well.  I have to, varying degrees, suffered through some pretty painful splits.  The most painful are always the ones you didn’t see coming.  Like most people, when the decision to end a relationship rests in the hands of someone else I typically have a harder time dealing with it.  Those breakups are always the most painful.  The few months that follow tend to be pretty difficult.

bu1I have never, as an adult, never attacked the women who filled the vacancy my absence left in an exes’ life.  I have been hurt and sometimes lashed out against my former partner.  Typically this has more to do with my ego and personal disappointment than any real pain my former partner’s new relationship has caused me.  If I haven’t resolved my feelings I can be an asshole.  I try not to be but sometimes my emotions get the better of me.

What I have never done,(okay maybe I did once but that is for another post) is intentionally engage or antagonize anyone currently involved in any ex-lovers’ life.  Even if it did hurt me or I was curious I refuse to let anyone who isn’t relevant to my present or future, make me sweat (or show my ass).   Dwelling on any pain or anxiety you may feel is just counter-productive to actually moving forward.  I have never seen the benefit of prolonging my misery.

bu2That being said, I can understand how someone who has unresolved questions or feelings about relationship that didn’t end as a result of mutual agreement could want to lash out.  Those feelings of anger or hurt may seem to be more effective when directed at an ex’s new partner.  They may be more vulnerable to manipulation. Your partner clearly doesn’t care.  They ended the relationship, they have a wall up.  They may be perceived as immune to your pain or attempts to cause them misery.  They don’t care but that doesn’t mean you can’t hurt them or make things more difficult by attacking and potentially driving away someone else in their life.

bu3Although these irrational attacks on “the other woman” may seem to be born of pure jealousy maybe sometimes they are just a more desperate attempt to hurt their ex-lover by making their new relationship more difficult.  They are attempting to manipulate someone who may not be impervious to their attacks.  It is still stupid.  It is still ineffective to attack someone who has nothing to do with why you are unhappy and suffering. That seems like it may be the real reason many exes misdirect their unhappiness.

It is better to just work through the pain you are feeling so you can move forward.  It is difficult to understand why so many people in failed relationships fight so hard to hold on to their misery.  If someone doesn’t want to be in a relationship with you they are doing you a favor.  They knew something wasn’t right and they freed you to find something that was right.  If you take the time to see that, you can move forward with an understanding that you have an opportunity to find something better.  Be thankful they realized something you hadn’t or weren’t willing to acknowledge.

It is normal to feel the pain associated with having a void in your life.  Rather than focusing on that emptiness be grateful you were given an opportunity to find someone more suited to fill it.

Six Months

question markI suppose you all are wondering how my blind dates went, right?  I know you are because what else could you possibly have to do besides worry about my personal life.  I am kidding of course but I am pretty sure you were still probably wondering just a little bit. It is hard not to become slightly invested in the lives of those who are so willing to overshare.  I know this because you bastards have tricked me into being just as invested in your lives. *Waves fist at computer screen.

Surely I haven’t been blogging because I have been so busy having crazy monkey sex with virtual strangers.  That is after all one of my favorite pass times. (Really it is.  If this comes as a surprise to you, you should go back and read some posts from this time last year.) Surely there is a reason that doesn’t have anything to do with a surprise non-payment of an internet bill and the drama and stress of having guests here for the holidays.

The truth is I have not gone on said blind dates because I am a big chicken shit wuss.  I also haven’t had sex in six fucking months because the idea of having sex just to have sex sounds about as appealing to me as having my pubic area waxed one hair at a time.  I just can’t bring myself to even fain charm or wit.

feministBefore you go getting all misty eyed and proud of me for being all grown up let me assure you that emotional growth has nothing to do with either of these choices. I have not gone said blind dates for several reasons. The primary reason being, I have absolutely no faith in my casual acquaintances and coworkers’ ability to find me a tolerable dinner (let alone sexual) companion.  This is followed closely by my lack of enthusiasm about dating a man “my age.” Age in my estimation is relative and I have no desire to date someone in their late thirties or forties.  I do not have my shit together in many areas and while I am striving to mature emotionally I still feel stunted in many aspects. I am attracted to younger men (not Extreme Cougar status) and I enjoy dating guys who are still peak physical specimens.  The other issue is that in my community I am what the men in these parts would refer to as a liberal, feminist transplant.  This is not appealing to me or perspective dates.

recycleI have had at least two opportunities to have sex with past partners, of both genders and passed both up this month.  Recycling just isn’t something I have any interest in doing and the idea of putting in what could be a considerable amount of work(training) to establish a long term FWB situation isn’t something I can muster the energy to do.  I refer again to the long and arduous process that would be the most painful, interminable Brazilian ever.

I know I am probably still scared given my gross lapse in judgment and colossal display of poor self-respect that was Guy with the Smile but I also need to just get past it and fucking date already.  I need to get my shit together. The longer I go without dating the more cynical and pissy I become when someone actually expresses interest in me.  I don’t like being a giant douche- baggy, snotty girl who can’t get laid because her personality just sucks.  I want to have fun and socialize and I definitely want to be having sex with someone other than myself. Six months seems so long (and yes this is coming from the girl who abstained for thirteen years.)

Something has to change before I become some old shrew, spinster librarian.  Oh yeah! That is already happening.1

1This isn’t even a possibility. This could never and will never happen. I am attempting to be self-deprecating.

My New Article…

Fact or Myth Logoof Fact or Myth is out.  You can visit it by clicking the Fact or Myth link in the sidebar or by following this link.  I hope you all take time to read my new piece and comment.  Let me know what you think.

And! If you would like me to discuss any misconception you may have about the opposite sex you can leave it in the comments.  Maybe it’ll windup in an upcoming column.

Day 19: 2 People I Probably Shouldn’t Have Dated

You know… It’s funny because this is one of the prompts I changed.  I thought I could write this easily.  It seems like there are easily twenty guys I’ve dated that I probably shouldn’t have. Then I thought about it some more and like everything else in my life, realized that I don’t really regret any of them.  I dated all of them for a reason.  Every one of them has taught me some valuable lessons.  I wouldn’t be writing a book if it weren’t for them.

I am kind of grateful to all of the morons who didn’t realize what they had when they had me because damn if I didn’t learn more about myself from those experiences.  I am a really strong girl and I have become even pickier (if you can believe it).  I am way too focused on the future to be looking at the past (at least not for too long).  If you don’t keep an eye on what is in front of you, you start running into shit and that just slows you down.  I trip enough even when I stay focused so distracting myself probably isn’t too wise.

I don’t regret anyone I let into my life.  I think I may have let a few stay too long but there were lessons in that too.  You are all probably rolling your eyes with me and the lessons but it is so important to take everything we can even from unhappy situations.  What’s the worst that could happen.  I just keep getting more awesome.

Kicking the Habit: Part Two

This time you are really done.  You can’t keep doing this to yourself.  Why would you want to be with someone who makes you feel so bad about yourself?  Why would you let someone who is clearly having a negative effect on your life back in?

Sometimes you hold on to something so hard that it becomes like an addiction.  Regardless of the health of that relationship, it is often difficult to walk away from something you fought so hard for.  You backslide because having something to fight for is better than having nothing.  The euphoria of hope sometimes retards the progression of inevitable sadness you feel upon the realizing that nothing between you has changed; that it will never change.  You have been locked into your roles for far too long.  You both know your parts forwards and backwards.  You are typecast.

You often experience a sense of loss, in a relationship, even bad relationships.  Sometimes that feeling of emptiness is too much.  It clouds your memory of what really happened.  You justify wanting to reach out based your rose hued recollection of actual events.  You focus on the highlight reel.

When you break up with someone, when you have to cut them out of your life, it often leaves you feeling hurt.  But when you feel like you can’t outlast the pain remember it’s going to stop a lot sooner if you use all the strength you used fighting for something bad, to get back to good.  Letting the cycle repeat just means it is going to take that much longer for you to heal.

Often times the pain you experience after the end is more significant.  Those lessons teach us about our strength and perseverance.  That time teaches us what we need to know so that we can really love ourselves.  It is okay to miss the people you love.  How they felt doesn’t matter.  You felt something good and often you did it in bad circumstances.  That is a positive testament your character and you shouldn’t be ashamed of it.

Now you need to give that love to yourself because you need it more than anyone else.  You deserve it more than anyone else.  You can get past the pain, back to a place where you will want something good for you because you know you deserve it.

Kicking the Habit: Part One

It is hard, after holding on to someone for so long, to completely let go.  Your thoughts betray you.  Your heart betrays you.  You respond to one message then they keep coming.    You try to tell yourself you can just be friends.  You invested a lot of time and emotional energy in someone and you just want to be able to talk to them. Pretty soon it feels like you are right back where you started. The only difference is now you feel really shitty about the whole thing.

You feel sick to your stomach about it.  You berate yourself for being weak.  You felt awful because you missed someone but this feels worse than that.  You can’t talk to anyone about it because you are ashamed that you let it this poison back into your life.  Secretly you wonder if maybe you will find some sort of redemption.  Maybe, just maybe there is still a chance.  Of course thinking this makes you even more disgusted with yourself.

Your relationship is one sided and your casual friendly conversation becomes yet another way you are trying to prove yourself to someone who already knows exactly what you’re worth to them.  You start doing them favors or offering advice.  You become way too invested in their personal life and marginalize yours in the process.  Eventually they will ask you to do something or say something that will jolt you enough that you are forced back to reality.

You’ve lost track of time.  How long has this been going on?  You finally speak up.  You cut yourself off.  You decide that quitting cold turkey is the only option you have.   You may confide in a friend. You swear it’s over.  You’ll never let this person back into your life.  You can’t, the pain is too great.  You remember now how bad it felt.  You are embarrassed you even entertained the idea of letting them back in.

I Love You

…but I am not in love with you is quite possibly the worst thing you can say to someone. (Okay, I have {insert std here] is probably worse.)  That response is total bullshit.  I have never said that to anyone because it is a fucking lie.

People say that to someone who has feelings for them in the hopes that the jilted party won’t burst into tears in front of them.  They also say it because in some way (typically they still want to fuck you) you are still useful to them and they want you to continue to be helpful.  Hearing that (and I can only remember having two people ever say it to me and neither was in the same room with me) doesn’t make want to cry.  It makes want to do someone physical bodily harm.  Using any cliché breakup line on someone you know has feelings for you, makes you a wuss.

If someone has feeling for you and you don’t feel the same way then you should be honest and let that person know so they don’t waste any more emotional energy on you.  Not returning someone’s feelings doesn’t make you a bad person but not having the decency to own up to it makes you an asshole. Have enough respect for the people who choose to spend their time with you to be honest.

What is the worst “comforting” break up line someone has used on you?

Relationships That Aren’t: A Dear John Letter

Dear [Fuck Buddy/Friend/Pretend Partner],

I really hoped that this situation we’ve found ourselves in was going to turn out differently.  I wanted so badly for you to feel for me, what I felt for you.  I wanted it so badly that I was willing to sacrifice any chance that I could ever feel fulfilled in our pseudo relationship.  I had agreed to the terms of an arrangement that was not what I wanted and was never going to give me what I needed.  That was my fault and I acknowledge it.

I apologize for texting you screaming and crying about how you hurt me.  I see now that I stayed in our situation longer than could rationally be considered optimistic.  I should have been open about what I was feeling and I should have been strong enough to walk out when I knew we didn’t want the same thing.  I recognize that it was my fault that I am hurt.  I didn’t do a good job of protecting my heart or preserving what was important to me.

It wasn’t your job to do what was best for me.  Even in a relationship, I know that I have to be able to take care of my emotional self.  This doesn’t mean that you are faultless.  You did take advantage of how I felt and that was wrong.  You should have been a better friend to me.  We are friends, right?  That’s what you said. “We’re friends.” As my friend, someone who cares about me, you shouldn’t have taken advantage of my feelings.  That makes you a pretty shitty friend.

What a mess this whole thing turned out to be but I have learned some valuable lessons.  I have learned that I need to care more about myself and what I need.  I need to stop settling for less than that.  I need to do a better job of taking care of emotional self and not stay in situations that will hurt me.  I just have to start loving and respecting myself more because if I don’t know how to do that then no one else will be able to figure it out either.  And I clearly need to choose my friends more wisely.

I really should be thanking you.  You have helped me to realize that we never stop growing and learning.  This experience has presented me with an opportunity to become a stronger, more evolved me.  I can apply the knowledge I have gained from this experience into every aspect in my life and had it not been for the trials I experienced with you I wouldn’t have this better understanding of myself.

I hope that you benefitted from this experience as well.  I hope you’ll use it to grow as an individual and that you can learn to appreciate that even the most difficult of situations are really just lessons presented so that we might become better versions of ourselves.

Sincerely,

[Fuck Buddy/Friend/Pretend Partner]

p.s. I am really sorry about posting your name and number (and that thing about the horse) in the “Casual Encounters” section of Craigslist. :/

A Rant: The Ideology of a Faultless Misogynist

On Father’s Day I saw an ecard that not only acknowledged fathers but single mothers as well.  I shared the card because I thought it was cool that someone thought to recognize single parents on the holiday.  I have single parent friends who acknowledge me on both holidays and thought the card was very nice for recognizing the extra effort of single moms.

Shortly after posting the ecard on my Facebook wall, a single, childless male friend questioned why this card existed when he had never seen one for fathers on Mother’s Day.  I responded, informing him that I only knew two men who were solely responsible for their child/children and that I had, for years wished them a Happy Mother’s Day.  Both chimed in shortly after I responded acknowledging that I did, in fact, always send them a message in May and both publicly wished me a Happy Father’s Day.

My friend, who made the initial inquiry about the lack of ecards for fathers in May said that didn’t really answer his question.  A female friend of my then posted a link, citing that out of 13.7 million single parent household in the U.S., 80% are run by women.  There was then a thirty comment debate between three or four people about whether these statistics were accurate.  After determining that the stats were at least close, we finally agreed that the reason he didn’t see cards like this for dads was due in large part to the fact that women comprised most of the single parent demographic.  He said it still seemed silly; it was suggested he make a card for dads and the conversation ended with some resolution.

The next morning, I woke up to a new comment on the thread, from a guy who I am not fond of Mr. “I can’t think of anything I would like less.” It read, “Maybe women should just keep their legs closed.” I deleted the comment and went about the rest of my day wanting to punch him in his stupid, sexist, ignorant face.  And thus starts my rant and the partial basis for yesterday’s post.

It bothers me that someone could be so cavalier about something as serious as single parenting or the struggles that face individuals trying to provide for a family alone, but what really bothers me about the comment is the simple fact that he is faulting women and women alone for issue of single parent households.  This is insulting and exactly the mentality that will continue to allow men to opt out of their obligations to their families.

If women didn’t have sex then single parents wouldn’t be nearly the issue it is.  Women can inseminate themselves, after all. [Insert eye roll here] The reasons women are forced to raise children have nothing to do with men having sex or shunning their responsibilities.  The reason a woman has to raise a child on her own is simple.  Women are irresponsible, immoral sluts and if we could simply refrain from having sex then single parent households would cease to exist.  The men wouldn’t have to pay child support/be a parent or avoid paying child support/avoid being a parent because some irresponsible woman had a baby. It is an ignorant and misogynistic viewpoint that implies that men are faultless.  His assertion is that it is solely a woman’s fault this issue even exists.

Women and men from all walks of life can find themselves being to only provider in a single family household.  Unplanned pregnancy, divorce and death of a partner are just few reasons this happens.  Not all single parents are in that position due to promiscuity or carelessness.  I don’t know any single parent, myself included, who woke up one morning and thought, “I think I will trick some poor, poor man into getting me pregnant today and then I’ll spend the next 18 years and 9 months making him pay for that child or busting my ass to make ends meet.” (Because it is really only my fault I am in this situation to begin with.)

I am not a huge fan of anyone who likes to indulge in the idea that they are victims.  It is the menatlity that allows such silly logic as, “Everything happens to me, not because of me.” I like, every other single parent accepts and understands why they are in the situation they are.  Most do what is necessary to provide for their families.  I believe a lot of individuals in that situation didn’t plan on raising a child alone but for some reason that is what they are doing.  That is not because a woman opened her legs.  It is because TWO people decided to have sex and for whatever reason, callous or circumstantial, both parents aren’t there now.

Men like this need to own up their participation in an issue that leaves individuals in the, often difficult, situation of raising a child/children alone.  That doesn’t happen because women are sluts; it can happen for a whole myriad of reasons.  Sometimes, just sometimes, it even happens because a guy should have just kept it in his pants.

 

 

Casual Sex: Sex without Connection

I talk a lot about casual sex because casual sex is amazing.  I truly believe casual sex can be a beneficial part of feeling empowered.  Controlling your emotions in intimate situations can be of great benefit to you in many aspects of your life.  Over the course of my series on casual sex I have had women express to me that casual sex left them feeling empty, used or ashamed.

First let make it clear, I don’t have sex with anyone I don’t feel some sort of connection with.  If I don’t feel something drawing me to a partner then I am not going to have sex with them.  It is just that simple.  I have only been in a casual sex situation twice in the past few years when I felt like I didn’t connect with my partner at all.  That made feel a little “bleh” about the experience and the guy.

Do you want to know why this happened?  Why I suspect women feel empty or ashamed after casual sex?  The reason I felt uncertain and a little uneasy about the entire experience was because I wasn’t sure I wanted to sleep with those men in the first place.

If you aren’t sure that you want to have sex with someone then don’t have sex with them.  I don’t care if you went home with the guy and now you are feeling a little more uncertain; if you aren’t comfortable or positive then tell the dude you don’t want to have sex.  Your vagina is attached to you.  You need to be picky about who you are going to let stick their tongues, fingers, fists and or dicks inside your pussy.  She is your friend and she deserves the best you can provide her.

When you aren’t certain you want to be intimate with someone and you aren’t really feeling what you are supposed to before sex then don’t have sex because odds are that you aren’t going to be feeling too great about what happened if you weren’t sure you wanted to be intimate to begin with.   If you are having casual sex then you should be sure you are okay with what you are doing and who you are doing it with.

Even in casual situations I always feel a very real intimate connection with my partner.  I have always had some positive emotional connection with the men I have sex with.  When I talk about the power of casual sex I am talking about controlling your emotional self.  It is an exercise in emotional control but you should always feel something when you are having sex. You are literally connected to another person.  If you are coming up blank then even I don’t see the point of fucking.

If you aren’t feeling connected to your partner, even casual ones, then something is up.  You should be sleeping with partners who make you feel something.  Like I’ve said before… I always feel a connection when I have sex and when the X-rated part has ended so does the connection.  I don’t want to have sex without some level of intimate connection because if I did, I probably wouldn’t feel good about the experience and  I’d probably feel bad about myself.

I have sex because I am meeting some important needs.  It satisfies my desire for physical affection, intimacy and emotional connection.  Whether or not the sex is casual I always feel those things because if I didn’t… I wouldn’t do it.

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