Something New?

I’v had a hard time coming up with the title for this peace because it covers so much ground. I think the most significant part that strikes me is that  what I learned was new to me but shouldn’t have been. Had I known some of the things I’m about to share; I may not have made the choices that I have made or went through the pain that I’v experienced.

Some of the names that I came up with were ‘It’s all about him’, ‘Why didn’t I know this already’, and ‘Wow, coming from HIM what great advice! lol’. I found that the one I chose will capture I hope the variety of attention and comments.

What I learned after heated debates and discussions with my live in boyfriend is that Men in general don’t give in because they actually care about your feelings but because it’s the easiest way to get you to shut up, not complain, not have any more “talks” and just plane keep the peace. As for women we Think that he is a loving caring man whao gives a damb about how you feel …. when in fact that is not the case at all.

This information was obtained from several men, different ages and backgrounds. They all had that same theme; that they do things that ‘appear’ to be for their spouse or partner but in fact are for themselves. Well, this was news to me I actually thought there were men who cared about their womens feelings.

Im sure this doesn’t go for all men but unfortunatly in my life it really seems to be true. People can only speak on their own experiences.

I guess in the end if the result to the woman is that she really feels loved and respected and listened to… then its ok that she lives in a “technical” lie. And the spouse gets what he wants and reaps the benifits of the make believe life he has created…. I guess if the man can live with that then it doesn’t matter.

I also thought about if the man told the truth that he simply didnt care what would the results be … no relationships, more divorces and breakups… and relationships that are more disfuncitional than they already are.

Oh well now I know – Something New. So I don’t expect him to care …. just make adjustments to make my life better as well… does nothing for romance or love but in the end “What’s love got to do with it….. ” (Tina Turner)

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About jettybird

"I Choose to be Happy!" Mother, Lover, Friend, Fellow Human Being I've learned that Happiness is something that comes and goes. It's something that changes with Mood and Time and Circumstance. Making a choice to feel happy is not always easy or even something that can be achieved in some situations. I want to be at peace I want happiness.. I have also figured out if relationships (in particular with your spouse, partner, friend, fiancee, husband, lover or whateve you call them is not in a "peaceful place", it can affect yur whole world, well- being, mood and mental state. Obviously the emotional state is usually the first thing that you feel, then everything else comes down, when things are bad. When things are good, all those things feel good. I've learned to smile, cope and act happy when that is the furthest from how I really felt and these letters poems and thoughts will be what I've and other women have wanted to say and express but have not found the right forum for it. This is another way to look at it,,, something for men to read and listen to, explore, and for women to relate or feel or just see.... How ever you choose to use it it is up to you. Express
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