If you can't take the heat, don't start the fire.
If you can't bear responsibility, don't start a relationship.
These few words are succint enough for everyone to understand.
Yet how many of you, may I ask, actually understands its meanings?
Considering my readers are all amongst my age and younger,
I quite believe only few would understand.
And even those who does are mainly females.
I often read about men and males organisms (includes animals)
having the inability to commit to someone or more
particularly, their partners.
And in all questions to be asked, why?
Frankly, I don't know the answer myself.
But another question crops up.
Knowing your handicap of not being able to commit, why, in
the first place, start a commitment?
It's as good as making a woman feel lucky and then throw her deep into the
gallows of sorrow for something which could at first be prevented.
Men.
I just don't get it.
But as always, solutions are often prescribed for such universal problems.
Of course, women complains that their husbands don't change.
Even though they are submissive and succumb to every needs of that
shafty homosapiens. So professors came up with new solutions.
Don't change your husbands/boyfrens.
Change YOU.
Change the way you think.
Stop being submissive.
Be in control.
Don't be clingy.
Be superior. Not inferior.
And for your information, this is the new millenium.
Men is no longer the sole breadwinner.
Women can bring home the bread too, maybe even much more than that.
Power, intellect. And more importantly, self esteem.
Ergo, when divorce problems surface, there will be no more
reasons for women to stay in a marriage for financial sake
even though she has to suffer in silence.
So back to this miniscule problem of mine.
If cant change him, I'll change me.
And I have a clear list of things I shall be doing this week
to show that I'm not submissive, clingy nor inferior.
So far. So good.
Except the fact that this uncooperative little heart is starting to miss his presence.
And like what Von Leibnitz famously said, to love is to place our happiness in another person's happiness. So after much consolation, maybe I should stop being feminist for a while and BE pragmatic for a moment. Maybe I should be happy for him because he's enjoying himself.
See? I've just wasted some minutes of my life for thinking too much.
All in all, there's no conclusion.
And I'm still confused.
Haiz.....
