Jan 21, 2018 23:21
The older I get the more they affect me. Not in the way that you think. In the moment I seem to get all caught up in the story and the sparkles. Then it's over and I roll my eyes and wanna slap myself for falling for it.
I have such a stand offish attitude when it comes to romance cuz of the constant exaggerations from RomComs. It's a shit ton of bullshit by a bunch of bullshit writers who don't have to try to make a buck for the same old story.
Yet we eat it up and hold out our bowls for more.
When I was younger I dismissed them outright and changed the channel for the action and the comedy. I was "too cool" for them. Now I've fallen victim to the sparkle and I hate myself for it cuz I KNOW it's a stupid fantasy.
But I guess it is exactly that. Fantasy.
I don't have expectations for romance cuz in my rational mind real life doesn't care about expectations. Deal breakers don't really mean anything and neither do standards.
But there's a stupid, gnawing scrap of hope still in my mind that this romantic fantasy can happen. UGH. WHY????
Let's make something clear here. I don't want a relationship. I've had a few without really wanting them in the first place, but they happened. When they're over I'm not sad. I'm relieved. Sometimes I'll think back about the good times and my rational mind will charge in and remind me why I was so relieved to be out.
Lately my stupid mind keeps poking through and making wild claims that maybe, JUST MAYBE there is a happily ever after with THE ONE.
But why can't I be happy by myself??? Why should I want to be a couple??? I love my independence and I worked so hard to get to where I am. I don't want to share it with anyone. It's mine.
Crazy rambling rant over. Good night.