I dated a girl like that in college. She never went deep off the rails, but when I met her she was reckoning with the fact that she had basically been forced into the perfect pretty cheerleader life by her backwards Louisiana family, even having them go so far as to put her in a mental institution for a short time and hide it from everyone in their lives to keep being able to pretend she was “perfect.” It dragged on her mentally, and she years later would tell me the reason she disappeared and stopped talking to me after six months was I was the first man who had ever been interested in who she was and what her thoughts were and she literally didn’t know how to handle it. She tried to play the perfect pretty girl for a while longer, even marrying a guy who treated her the same way her dad did, as though she only existed to be a trophy wife, before getting divorced and starting to break free from those shackles.
Anyway, just saying, sometimes those super popular, happy seeming immaculate people have something sinister hiding under the surface: like a family forcing them to be that way.
But most feminists would skewer me for saying that, because it’s her choice and “nice guy” actually means “predator” apparently. And then they complain about how men are so abusive and wonder why they can’t find a man who treats them well.
And nobody is allowed to tell them that “Not all men are like that” or that “Your perception is indicative of the kind of men you’ve chosen to give your attention to.”
And all the guys who spent their lives respecting women are instead quietly pursuing their own hobbies because they’ve realized there’s no room for them in the dating pool, and never approaching women because apparently they would rather be mauled by a bear…
I dated a girl like that in college. She never went deep off the rails, but when I met her she was reckoning with the fact that she had basically been forced into the perfect pretty cheerleader life by her backwards Louisiana family, even having them go so far as to put her in a mental institution for a short time and hide it from everyone in their lives to keep being able to pretend she was “perfect.” It dragged on her mentally, and she years later would tell me the reason she disappeared and stopped talking to me after six months was I was the first man who had ever been interested in who she was and what her thoughts were and she literally didn’t know how to handle it. She tried to play the perfect pretty girl for a while longer, even marrying a guy who treated her the same way her dad did, as though she only existed to be a trophy wife, before getting divorced and starting to break free from those shackles.
Anyway, just saying, sometimes those super popular, happy seeming immaculate people have something sinister hiding under the surface: like a family forcing them to be that way.
She married the wrong guy.
But most feminists would skewer me for saying that, because it’s her choice and “nice guy” actually means “predator” apparently. And then they complain about how men are so abusive and wonder why they can’t find a man who treats them well.
And nobody is allowed to tell them that “Not all men are like that” or that “Your perception is indicative of the kind of men you’ve chosen to give your attention to.”
And all the guys who spent their lives respecting women are instead quietly pursuing their own hobbies because they’ve realized there’s no room for them in the dating pool, and never approaching women because apparently they would rather be mauled by a bear…