When first talked to my future boyfriend it was in High School. Before I could even ask him if he was a feminist we graduated in 2007. Few months into my year of solitude (I was planning on going to college that next year) a disastrous tragedy struck my family and I. In one day we lost everything, the house, the pets, everything. My life had suddenly gone on hold. Years passed by and I found myself so completely in love with that same guy I met in High School.
In the summer of ’08 (when creepy neighbor guy was sexually harassing me) I met up with my old friend. At that point I knew I was a feminist. I had feminist views and some knowledge of what was going on but quite frankly I was thinking of other things like how am I going to get to college? What about a job…a life…a car? I had none of these at that point (I still don’t have a car or a real job but I am getting there). I had a friend and that’s all I needed. I didn’t think to ask him his views on feminism all I knew was that he took a Women’s and Gender Studies class and that was good enough for me.
So now that I look at my new messages on my Gmail I read the blog “Feminist Craigslist Dating Experiment: The Trolls” The blog just consisted of her post on craigslist (which I wouldn’t promote because right now craigslist has illegal sex ads and they won’t get rid of them!)and the men who answered her.
My boyfriend doesn't really agree with feminism or at least some forms of it but he doesn't care. I think I like the happy medium. I don't have a partner who is obsessed about it or a boyfriend who hates it. I don't know if I am dating while being a feminist. I am so to speak, but I am not dating another feminist. I would have to say I am and I am not.
Is that still okay?
But even though he is not a feminist we still are together.
Today was such a crappy day for me when it was supposed to be a happy joyful one. Instead of doing the things that I love most I was in a stuffy car or inside a building waiting. We planned to have our day be outside in the sun but rain and important duties forced us to be elsewhere. So I am deeply disappointed and upset that we didn’t get to spend the time enjoying ourselves.
Then I realized through the huge disappointments, the rain, through the overall bullshit and the unturned stones that love is there. How corny is that? Certainly through the wad of poop that every couple stumbles upon there is that connection within that could possibly keep the two together.
I really was looking forward to it because while in the car we had many arguments about stupid shit. No to mention that today was a beautiful day and was the only day that we could’ve spent together for a long time. He wrote this on Facebook.com=
“Rough times, good times and all the times in between...I still love you!”
But no matter it’s over and done with. At least we still have each other and we are no longer upset.
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