On Strings of Bad Relationships

I must admit - I have always been a cerebral kind of person. I am a "thinker". I think and, most often than not, I say out loud (grasp!) my opinions/prejudices on matters even if they are unsolicited. I am just so damn opinionated (God, I hate myself for that) that I can't hold my tongue nor stop my fingers from typing blogs. I am not sure if having this kind of brain is a blessing or a curse. I just analyze things too much.

Anyways, that's me. Deal with it. If you can't, then don't read my blogs. (I am just saying.)

Fine. Let's start with relationships. Let me recount one observation I have with one acquaintance. I know so many other girls like her in this stupid world, and her actions would speak for all of them.

Few days ago, she posted in her status, "I finally found the one! I am so in love!"

..... I was like ... WTF!!!!???

This is not the first time that she is in love. In fact, for two years that I have known her, she must have been in love at least twenty times! She is being dumped every one (or two) month by one guy and jumps to the next guy who sees her nothing more than a s-- doll. And she "always" believes that this guy is the one - just to be...

used,
abused,
maltreated,
used as punching bag,
used as ATM machine.

I am not exaggerating here. She has been all these.

Fine, I haven't been totally truthful.
She is more than an acquaintance.

We had some close moments but as soon as I saw through her, I sprinted away as fast as I could.

There was one time when I was with her and her "baby" called ... To my surprise, she handed me the phone and asked me to talk to him. To my shock, this "great" guy told me something like this ... "How's this b----? You know I am only going out with her because I can f---k her anytime I want. She is b----. Blah, blah, blah!"

I accidentally dropped the phone from shock.

It was as if I was hit by a thunderbolt.

I was disgusted to hear those nasty words.

I didn't even ask!

I learned later on that they broke up, and she had another guy, then they broke up again and she had another one, and they broke up again, then she had another one, then they broke up, she had another one... and again (sigh) they broke up. Then she had another one, and (big, lo0o0o0o0o0o0ong sigh) he left her again...

Ad infinitum.

Jesus Christ! Doesn't she get it? Doesn't she get tired?

Can't this series of bad relationships penetrate that thick skull of hers?

What's more shocking is she always, always says, “I found the one!"

How many The One's she is supposed to find before she finally gets it? "The One" can't be found by jumping from one relationship to the next (actually, the term relationship is too decent - "affair" would be more appropriate).

Well, it is not really my business.

But I have this irksome habit of minding other people's business. ;) Especially something like this.

I was like ... "Let it go, Sherry..."
There are some things you cannot change.
Especially damaged ones like this.

So like an obedient kid, I close my eyes, and cover my ears, and just wish that I see and hear no more of her and her kind.
I just shake my head and whisper to myself (and to my bloggers), "Tsk. Pathetic."

As for me, I yell to the whole, wide world: "Single & Proud!"

I don't need a man to make me happy.
And I feel sorry for those who can't even stand being without a man for months.

There is more to life than having a string of bad/abusive/short-lived affairs. I think that girls these days should value themselves more. How can they expect men to value them if they don't value themselves?

In the movie "What's Your Number?" ...It was said that decent men care how many guys girls have slept with.

And the higher "number" a girl has, the lesser chance she has of finding "The One" ...

For each bad relationship is one point minus to a woman's self-worth.
For she, herself, will be okay with the "casual/no strings attached" kind of thing.
Her perception of herself will be less: less self-respect, less self-value, less self-worth.

Now, that's the real tragedy.