This is a good question, I know most of the girls are going to SAY they want the guy with the best personality who treats them well, but words are sometimes cheap...If they were telling the truth, then there would be surely be some jubilant/joyous homely, bald, fat, geeky men in this world! *laughing*
I am a dwarf, and no, I don't really look like my avatar but I am upper 40 something :-). I can tell you from experience that many women seem to seek out the men who treat them badly! Why? Well because other women think he's hot, and handsome, and as sad as it is, they make these choices because of aesthetics (looks, money or other things that are not a good criteria when choosing a man!) How many women do you know that would like to be envied by their peers? There is a part of the problem...the hot guys do not have to be "nice" or polite or treat their "groupies" well because they know if she won't put up with their crap there is is another "Shallow Helen" out there that will be glad to be with them. They don't have to be smart, or even employed, because some of those hot men, think their good looks and their "charms" are enough to even put a woman to work to support THEM while they cheat! The "pretty boys" can cut a wide swath through a entire group of women who just want something/someone that others want too.
I have been married twice, the first time I was nudged and shoved into a marriage to a trust fund baby. What a loser and abuser, and what a mistake! He was not even real good looking except his financial outlook, he was chosen by my mother and Paternal Grandmother for me when I was 22, and really enjoying the single life! Such a disaster because while they felt his trust fund would provide me with a life of luxury his trust fund only provided him and his pals with drugs and whores and I had to support myself and when his own funds were running low he was not beyond stealing from me. The final straw was when he was doped up one day and decided to kill me, he stabbed me 4 times and tried to beat me to death, he left me for dead, and if not for friends who came by and knew I was in the house because I never went anywhere without making arrangments for my dogs or without my old car, they had to break into the house, to find me, I had lost a lot of blood, I was in a coma from head injuries and my breast bone had been broken! He meant to kill me, and he thought I was dead when he left that day...Too much pressure to keep up his end of a decent marriage, I had made the mistake of expecting that I had married a man, not some titty-baby who would not want to change his ways. During our marriage this man gave me VD, lice and other treats that he picked up while running with whores. I can only be grateful to have lived. His mother made certain he never spent one day in prison for what he did to me, she hired him a good lawyer and put him into a "drug rehab" program and he never spent a half hour in jail!
I said I would NEVER get married again, but sometimes it's true that you should NEVER say NEVER...I was just more selective 14 years later when I met and fell in love with a wonderful average looking man with ABOVE average intelligence! And a very noticeable loss of hair on his head...(maybe grass really doesn't grow on a busy street?) From the day we said "I do", we have...and best of all He HAS been a wonderful honorable man who has cherished me, and treated me like his queen. Now I was suspicious of this second marriage at first, and at times I showed my suspicions and distrust...I had dated, and even had a couple of proposals in the 14 single years between the ba$tard and Mr. Right, none of them could hang on through my distrust or suspicions, but my 2nd husband knew all of the details of the first marriage, and he knew that it would take time and work to make me trust and give my whole heart to him. He went those extra miles, and he would let me fume when I was feeling suspicious, or distrustful, and I mean I had him on a stop watch if he was 5 minutes late, I would be sitting there on the porch to ask him who the other woman was! One day I woke up and looked at him when he was sleeping, I studied his face and decided it was a good face, maybe not extremely handsome, but nice features maybe his hair was pretty thin on the top of his head, but it was really a nice head. I think watching him when he was so vulnerable, and knowing that he really did want me to be happy because he loved me. I think that was the day, I decided that he did not marry me because he wanted games, he married me so he could love me and protect me and we could be happy. I was trying to sabatoge my own happiness! When I realized this, things began to change, I was a lot less crazy, and when some other woman did give him the eye or try to get too close, when I reached for his hand for reassurance, his hand was always there for me, and ONLY me. No, he's not movie star handsome, but he's very attractive to me, and he has kept his figure, and not ever tried to hurt me or cheat or do anything to make me doubt him, and I know this is true because for quite a long time, I had really put the poor man through an inquistion each time he was out of my sight for 10 minutes! I knew I was behaving like a fool, and that he MUST really love me to put up with me!
2006-08-23 07:43:57
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