Thursday, December 29, 2011

Cruelty, thy name is hard to spell...

Hm... first post... Usually I have more difficulty starting these things, but this time I have something forming to begin it all, ice cream in the carton, and a spoon to eat it all with.
I've seen no small number of complaints about how difficult it can be to find a significant (or not so significant) other. Holidays sort of drive this point home because of all of the media promoting family and relationships and those crazy family dinners when your parents demand that you start breeding like they did all of those years ago. Whether they do it because they forgot how much hell you gave them as a tiny little crotch-fruit, or because they remember and are just salivating for some pay-back, it tends to end up with more drinking than was intended and a dinner full of regrets.
We all give into peer-pressure at some point, keeping that in mind, it helps to have someone to breed those little parasites with, right?
I'm getting ahead of myself. Catching the elusive victim for your sexual and emotional abuse can be a difficult journey, but the most important part is perfecting your bait. I don't mean bait like the tuna can you open for your cat so it will spend time with you, I mean *you*.
Yes... you are bait like they are factories for the other half of the reproductive cells you will eventually harvest to make tiny humans out of.
Considering the percentage of people who have social disorders, or a psychological disorder that gives them the need to claim to have a social disorder in the world, we won't all know how to be appealing to the opposite (or same) sex. I'm not exactly a pro on the subject, myself, to be honest. Still, I know that most animals react well to bacon, and bacon in the romantic/stalkery/searching for a mate sense would be best compared to self-confidence. To quote one of the most confident (near deity) celebrities, RuPaul on the show 'RuPaul's Drag Race'- "If you can't love yourself, how in the hell are you gonna love somebody else?". Yeah... it works...
On top of being a preacher of "Self-Love" (In pretty-much every way that term is used) I have also found that when you are looking desperately for someone to 'complete you', you tend to miss out on the concept that *YOU* are supposed to complete you, they are just the person (or people) you get to be complete alongside.
If all of your relationships fail... stop having them. Take your time to figure out what you want and what you need to do to get that. Then, and only then, get into another relationship. If what you want is prince charming, then accept the fact that you will have to work for it. I will never tell someone to settle for something less than what they feel they deserve, but I will ask that you become honest with yourself about what you *do* deserve. We all have flaws, in that, expect for them to have flaws as well.
One man's trash is another man's... sexy trash?
Because I'm getting tired and I have wonderful things waiting for me in my dreamworld, I'll add one last but very important comment.
Stop thinking about your "type". People will surprise you if you expect for them to surprise you. You will find the best in people if you expect to find the best in them, but you will also find the worst if that's what you want to find and see in yourself. *Everyone* has beauty. Are you good enough to find it?
Blah blah blah words... >.>...
I'm going to bed,
Naomi Marie...