As much as I love and care for all the men in my life, It has never quite gotten to me that I have sacrificed enough to be a walking excuse machine.
Being only human I suppose, it is completely instinctive for a woman to stand by her man’s side… as we would expect them to do for us. The matter of fact is,
“You sick what, why isn’t your boyfriend coming to see you?”
“Maybe he busy larh hor? Cannot expect him to come now also what”
“He’s only bloody 20km away. God dammit, if he really cares about you, a wrecked train that exploded and frightened stampeding buffalos with hot pokers sticking out of their asses won’t stop him from reaching to see if you are alright.”
It’s quite pathetic if you think of it, that smart, intelligent, capable women are all making excuses for the man. Why do we do it?
Part of my judgment whispers to me that we would always want to believe that the man we share lives with (although with an imperfect set of traits) are coupled with good intentions. Because we like the dude so god damn much that we want to rough it out.
Part of me does not want to sound like a demanding bitch. Because they’re so busy, they’re loaded with work, they’re under pressure gives them every right in the world to be “Mr.Without-Me-The-World-Will-Not-Function”.
We just want them to treat us the way we treat them? Right?
Sweethearts, you’re hopelessly hopeful,… unfortunately a majority of them are not hopeless enough.
Yes, it makes perfect common sense, that you deserve that bit of extension of effort. BECAUSE IT REALLY MATTERS TO YOU WOULD DO EXACTLY THE SAME. Now STOP MAKING EXCUSES for men have to rely on a woman to fend you. You’re only making excuses for yourself.
Damn. I feel so empowered. BWAHAHAHA.
