I’m pretty fed up with the opposite sex. I am in love with a girl who doesn’t want to be with me. And I can deal with that, in and of itself. What I can’t deal with is how arbitrary it is.
I have determined that girls don’t want to consider any serious dating (as in, dating with the hope of being together long term) until they are 23. Then they decide they are ready to settle down and find a husband, who must, inevitably, possess the very traits that would have made him an impossible candidate for dating prior to this turning point. This assessment is based not only on my personal experience with this subject, but on the first hand accounts of male friends, many of them past the age of 23, who all tell startlingly similar tales. So why is this, ladies?
Whatever the psychology behind it may be, I think it’s stupid, unproductive, and ultimately quite damaging. There comes a time to put away childish things. Our country prolongs adolescence to a point that challenges the natural order, with our present-as-ever hormones leading us to pursue the fulfillment of our desires through people who are not our spouses, and in all likelihood will never be.
I’m not down with this, world. I think I’m gonna go live in a cave for the next few years. I haven’t decided yet if it’s a metaphorical or literal cave. Either way, there’s a sign on the entrance that reads, “No Gurlz Aloud.”