I was once in a relationship that seemed positive and supportive at first. It began with a steaming pile of promises right up front. These promises included loving me forever (after knowing me for less than six months) and wanting to have children together (before even living together). It was my entire future wrapped in a button-up.
Monogamy and I have a complicated history, like most of us.
When I was monogamous, I felt like there was always something lacking.
He tells you what he wants from the beginning, or really what he doesn’t want, a relationship. Monogamy. That’s not for him, he says. He’s not good at it, he says. He’s a terrible boyfriend, he says.
When you’re cut, I bleed. When you don’t eat, I starve. These are not words of sweetness or beautiful monogamy; this is a mutated cell that affects logical thought and choice.
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Whether you’re currently dating someone or not (your Instagram reveals that you may be), I’m sorry, I don’t have an open-door policy, and I already have drinks on the books for tonight.
Every woman should try “dating like a man” at least once in their lives to get a taste of the freedom and excitement that have always been accessible to men.
“We should go for a beer one of these days” I look at him confused, and point back at the table where our friends are sitting, throwing back pints like there’s no tomorrow. He follows my gaze and then quickly adds, noticing my confusion “well, not like that.”