More on relationships, or is that moron relationships?
Men are always on the lookout for something better, but is this true across the board for women also?
The way I see the end of my last relationship, is that I was ok to talk to, and great to fuck, but not worth any real effort or emotional risk. Now, if this had been the only time I had dated men who felt this way, I would chalk it up to an experience. But now I am earnestly beginning to question my own worthiness. Not like self esteem issues are some new thing for me, I acknowlege that I am not pretty, nor thin, but when the last relationship was with someone who did not hold that in as high an esteem, then it is devastating. My intellect and personality were never things I questioned before. Perhaps I should have! Maybe I am just a horrid, unpleasant bitch, and don't know it. Maybe I am not as smart as I think I am... nah. Maybe I am too smart for my own good. Intellect brings with it discontent. If you are stupid, chances are you have not noticed you are unhappy.
I read a blurb in Psychology Today, about how the lowest rates of mental illness per capita in a certain group, that low income single mothers had less than any other group. Now, let's look at that, and examine how that statistic might be skewed.
Are low income single mothers low income, because they are not as well educated, or as intelligent as ones with higher income? How does this affect the sample? Or is it that they have less access to health care, and are not diagnosed? Or is it just that they are so busy trying to survive, that they don't notice their suicidal tendencies?
Are better educated people, or people with money, just more aware? Or are they just generally smart enough to be constantly on the hunt for something better?
I think we need to put Zoloft, in the water supply.
The way I see the end of my last relationship, is that I was ok to talk to, and great to fuck, but not worth any real effort or emotional risk. Now, if this had been the only time I had dated men who felt this way, I would chalk it up to an experience. But now I am earnestly beginning to question my own worthiness. Not like self esteem issues are some new thing for me, I acknowlege that I am not pretty, nor thin, but when the last relationship was with someone who did not hold that in as high an esteem, then it is devastating. My intellect and personality were never things I questioned before. Perhaps I should have! Maybe I am just a horrid, unpleasant bitch, and don't know it. Maybe I am not as smart as I think I am... nah. Maybe I am too smart for my own good. Intellect brings with it discontent. If you are stupid, chances are you have not noticed you are unhappy.
I read a blurb in Psychology Today, about how the lowest rates of mental illness per capita in a certain group, that low income single mothers had less than any other group. Now, let's look at that, and examine how that statistic might be skewed.
Are low income single mothers low income, because they are not as well educated, or as intelligent as ones with higher income? How does this affect the sample? Or is it that they have less access to health care, and are not diagnosed? Or is it just that they are so busy trying to survive, that they don't notice their suicidal tendencies?
Are better educated people, or people with money, just more aware? Or are they just generally smart enough to be constantly on the hunt for something better?
I think we need to put Zoloft, in the water supply.
posted by Dawn at 11:15 AM
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