Men

“Men are not faithful, they are loyal.”

Know that your man will cheat, and expect him to come back.

I Do or I Don’t

So these days I’ve been plagued by thoughts and ideas of eternal commitment, or so they call marriage these days. I wonder what it’s all about and if IT is actually worth all the trouble people put themselves through now-a-days.

As there are two sides to every good story I actually forced myself to pay enough attention two both of them so I won’t seem biased, not that I actually care, but for all those (the few or any) who do spend their free time reading up on my personal opinions and thoughts, it should be a little fair. I am nice and considerate after all, contrary to popular belief.

There comes the time in ones life, and i truly believe that age does play a major part in this, were one does feel like the loneliest number, and you just have to do something to multiply your every day company. So then you look for a mate that is there to stay, or at least so it seems. When that day comes I’m not really sure. It is relative to ones level of maturity and of course dady’s bank account. The more time you can get away without any major responsabilities, and no, how to keep 2 girls/guys from finding out about each other doesn’t count, the longer you can co-exist with the young and single of your society. I think i have come to the age where my thoughts do wonder down that path, but more often than not, they return very fast to its originating state of mind, aka how to stay away from that social state of prison.

I do believe marriage can be great, as long as you don’t let yourself be guided by that piece of paper or that definition of what marriage needs to be. Social standard dictates a lot, but then again who the hell proof reads all that before it is released upon main stream society? Uhmm..I doubt anybody takes the time.

If you have a great marriage, and I mean one that lastet longer than 3 years, you are good to go. They say the first years are the hardest and I think they’re right. That first year when you start sharing bills, responsabilities, and more importantly, one bathroom, that’s when you get to figure out if you were made for this or just simply not. It is all about sharing, no matter what we tell ourselves. From being ok with the person next to you accidently using your toothbrush, to being proud to share a name, it’s all about giving up on yourself and fighting for the You that offers you more good days than bad ones.

If, however, you are not so lucky as to identify yourself with the oh so perfect examples all around you, it is time to ask yourself if the step taken was in the right direction and if you are in the mental shape to fulfill your vow and your spousal obligations. There is only so much you can do towards the “greater” good and one day the time has come to cut your losses and just take off.

And then the all burning questions arises “when is it time?” When is it time to start evaluating your life and make some decisions? If you can’t figure it out, who are you supposed to listen to? Who can you trust to have your best interest at heart? And then again, why would it better. Nobody knows the inside of your marriage better than yourself, but yourself seems to have decided that his responsibility is not worth the pay and decided to quit. What now?

I am scared shitles about getting married, and for all those that are in this charming social state, I do pitty you and your second thoughts. Everybody has them…even the ones of us who have not yet entered the stage of bliss called marriage.

Now we all hope for the day of sudden enlightenment, and if any of you have been so lucky as to have lived through this day, please do share your wisdom; but for all of us who are still waiting, hmm..umm..well, I think we could use a drink, or two, or three to pass the time.

One more question? How is it that at 17 we can’t spend more than one week with the same person, but 10 years later we are expected to pick the one who we will wake up next to forever, or until we get hit by a buss?

Forever is scary for some of us (like me).