Hey now, Grumpyheart Sadpants. First off, whoever he is, I know for a fact that I didn’t vote for him. He doesn’t represent all men. I do know this: life is about two things. Love and loss. We are put on this Earth to bravely search for love. It can be a discouraging search. A crooked path through swamp. Sometimes, all you get is a glimpse of it. Or it’s cruelly snatched from your arms. Love doesn’t always love you back.
And then, of course, even if you find it, eventually you’ll lose it. We don’t live forever.
It’s precious. Without love, we’re all just animals. Bored beasts eating and pooping and making other bored beasts, just because there’s nothing else to do.
Everyone wants love, even if they don’t understand it. Humans need love, even if, oftentimes, they decide not to search for it because it’s a long, difficult slog. A life without love can seem terrifying. And we all do stupid things to stave off fear. Like avoiding love, or treating it cheaply. Or holding on to it so tightly, that love is strangled.
And I’ll also add this: it’s really dangerous to lump people in broad groups. Tribes. I could argue that women are reckless with their want for commitment and security. They’ll settle for a relationship that simply supplies anxiety-reducing guarantees. I hear all the time from women that men only want sex, as if that’s a drive that women don’t have. Not all men are commitmentphobes, and not all women are commitmentphiles.
Don’t give up. Hang in there.