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Today’s post is deep o, I can’t wait to read your opinions….
I don’t believe in love.
At the budding age 16, or around there somewhere, the movies, TV series and a host of parents sell us girls the ideology that love is a bed of roses. If you do this, you will get that. If you cook well, your husband will always be happy with you. If you know how clean and keep a home, you won’t have a single issue in your household your man will love you for the rest of his days on the earth.
He will never look at another woman, but (this is the big one), if you lose your virginity, you lose dignity and respect in the eye of the society as well as the opposite sex. You will never find true love. No man will value you.
For those girls bold enough to go the trial and error route, a lot of mistakes are made, but at least they reach a point where they are convinced to act and behave a certain way irrespective of these preconceived notions. They make a choice. I feel they are liberated early, with a lot of wounds though.
But for most, adapting to the stipulated conduct recommended for the girl child by society and our parents is the road often travelled, after all, if mummy said it, then it must be true. Even when the truth is starring them in the face. So we struggle all our lives to learn to cook, clean, shut up and listen and keep ourselves hoping for Mr. Right who will only have eyes for you…see wash!
Is it just me, or have you noticed the “eat your cake and have it method” the male clan often project?
They marry you, but are hell bent and keeping the side dishes. Some hide it from you, some couldn’t careless, even after you applied all the rules in the book. In fact, the delicious meal that you spent hours cooking is what he loathes the most about you. The house that you spent time, money and energy to creatively design and organize is the one place he prefers to avoid for as long as possible. Trust me at that point it will always look like you are in the movies.
You search within you, trying to figure out if you are the problem in the relationship. You clean harder, cook better, but all is in vain. So you are forced to turn back to the movies and the parents to ask, please what love is really.
To tell you that I have the answer would be a bloody lie. I only know this, love often times has a lot to do with what you feel, rather than what you can do. It goes against rational thinking. Philosophers and scholars are still trying to figure it out, as I am too.
My name is Tope and quite frankly, I don’t believe in love.
Written by @toperants
She blogs at www.toperants.com
N.B- We did not say you should lose your virginity oooooooo! Ehen. lol.