My friend, we'll call her lucy, is dating an absolutely wonderful guy who takes care of her every whim. She manages( somehow) to get him to believe that she is the good christian, family oriented, semi-conservative type of woman that he wants to marry. (This is wrong)
They are dating for around 2 months, and already the talk of indefinite ties to each other are in their very near future...ie..kids, marriage, buying a house, and vacations to such places as Hawaii. This wouldn't be all so bad, except for the fact that she is lying to herself and everyone around her. Lucy, is the party girl that pretends to be christian reformed (whole other conversation of hypocrisy and double standards).
Ok...back up, background on Lucy.
I meet her when we are both working at a restaraunt in grand rapids. She is 19 and i'm newly 21. . . Need I say more. Get drunk, go to work, and kiss as many boys as possible. Our differences, she likes the recreational use of certain substances...ok...not so recreational, more like daily. She is introduced to my friend, Alex, and decides that he is of the dateable type. WRONG. They merely turn into fuck buddies, and she ends up falling off the earth to date this guy....Pat. So a mere, 2 days after having a completely physical and un-emotional encounter with Alex, she meets Pat...and suddenly, a leopard CAN change it's spots.
back to the story.
She meets Pat, moves in with him, and now they have been self consumed in their couple-ness for a little over 3 months. This is fine...fast moving relationships are not a bad thing (personal experience, i'm in one). The false sense of security that she is getting out of this relationship is a bad thing.
Now there is definite talk of babies...wait..hold on, no. SHE wants a baby, he wants one SOMEDAY!!! big difference. She has imbeded into her blonde little skull, that because of there is talk of the future it is definite. WRONG.
She has now swindled him buying her a car, letting her drive his Navigator until then, buying a new house (in Jenison/hudsonville), and taking a cruise.
Lucy and Pat decide one day to actually talk about babies, marriage, and all that jazz. He wants them someday, and she decides that in the 3 months they have been together....it is too long to go without hearing the "L" word. (what is it in a girl's brain that makes her think that the minute she actually hears that word, everything is set in stone and she can just do whatever she wants because she has won the battle....WRONG). She tells him "I can't have your baby, you don't even love me."
*Pause* thinking of how many different ways I'd like to tell her that her brain is full of mush and she's a lying manipulative bitch....
Ok...No one ever said Pat wanted babies immediately. She thinks a baby will make him marry her sooner. Tricking someone into saying something like "I love you" is just wrong. It completely devoids it of all true emotion and feeling. Love is not obligational when coming to voluntary relationships. I am indebted, and have to love my mother..not so with my boyfriend. I don't know if this is actually a spawn off of a horrible childhood, or if she has a gross misconception that words are indefinite.
So, quick overview.
She likes him because he takes care of her and pays for everything. and he says I love you.
Sad little being.
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