Kyk said:I never claimed to be nice. I'm just representing good people who are too damned nice to let you know what a big, fat ripoff this deal is.
Forget the doormat vs. supreme asshole extremes. Think of a nice guy in terms of this:
* Won't cheat on you
* Affectionate because he likes you
* Takes you out to do things
* Makes an effort to get to know (and get along with) your friends
* Has life goals
* Has relationship goals
* Treats you equally and with respect
* Is your friend
Notice how reasonable that list is. That's my criteria for a good relationship. That's not being a doormat.
A nice guy is not someone who will harbor you after screwing up your life. That person is a doormat. A nice person with self-respect will demand the best, treat them like gold and expect the same in return. A girl doesn't deserve a real 'nice guy' after submitting herself to the lowest common denominator of male predator. She is damaged. She has "issues." This isn't the fabled scene where Mr. Nice Guy enters, it's the scene where our poor damsel gets therapy.
So stop making it seem like women are victims of assholes. That's not true. Women are victims of outdated evolutionary ideals of how a man should be. They're victims of themselves. In summary, They're accountable for their own choices.
Imagine with me, if you will, a scenario.
Take a girl, perhaps 19, pretty, likes to party. She's fresh, fun and independent. - Her parents brought her up right. She has goals, ambitions, rather intelligent and fun to be around.
Now imagine she's out with the girls one night and meets a guy. He's attractive, rugged, brash, obnoxious, a bit unkempt, a bit coked up, drunk and LOUD.
So far, our girl has ascertained a few things and smiles shyly to our hero, a smile of submission.
NOW FREEZE
What just happened here? WHY in the fuck did she just do that? Tell me ~*kanderavErchick*~ - what possible rationale made that smile appear on her face?
What does she know about this character that makes him the lucky recipient of a pretty girl's smile?
Nothing - and the ensuing madness that takes her to either a higher or lesser extreme of misery is a product of her own poor judgement.
So don't tell me to be forgiving. I have the wherewithal to leave a relationship that doesn't meet my criteria for success. I have the insight to figure out when my needs are met.
And most of all, while I may be a judgemental idiot, I'm not an asshole.
this is awesome!