Always the girl friend, never the girlfriend...
A friend realized recently that I'm not a girly-girl. He tried to pin
me down as masculine even, saying something to the affect that I'm not
good in the kitchen or at other "womanly" things. In typical Jaggy
fashion, there is a unique juxtaposition happening. The odd
two-sidedness puts me both at an advantage with guys and an extreme
disadvantage. I'm traditional and modern, conservative and liberal,
cultured and sheltered.
Take, for example, my dual abilities:
On one hand, I know where a fan belt is and how to replace it in a
car. On the other hand, I make wonderful soup and stew. I know how to
use power tools safely, and I am not too bad with a sewing machine. I
have a great aptitude for words, but I'm pretty good with numbers too.
I enjoy both technical magazines and poetry.
For myself, I try to learn as much as I can about what I'm doing.
Through that, I've became well-rounded. I think this turns many guys
off. They want to date a girl that they'll have to help, fix, rescue,
and protect. Guys don't want a girl who is secure in her independence.
They don't seem to want someone who can keep up in the shop talk or
the computer programming. The guys I know want a classic ideal. I
can't live up to it.
My male friends either want to date a woman with much dating
experience or none at all. I'm neither. They want overt statements of
morals and values before considering me, and I don't do that. I'll
always be too much of something and not enough of another thing.
Still, I don't think I should have to define myself for someone else.
I don't think I should have to relegate myself to being the dutiful
woman or the hipster or the butch princess or whatever.
It's not that I march to the beat of my own drum. I don't: I'm not
secure enough to try. I walk a little out of stride with everyone
else. Same beat, just a little off.
Always the girl friend, never the girlfriend...
quoting Jaggy about 8:26 PM Filed under: *Unique
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Samuel John Klein Portlandiensis said...
You:
A friend realized recently that I'm not a girly-girl. He tried
to pin me down as masculine even, saying something to the
affect that I'm not good in the kitchen or at other "womanly"
things. In typical Jaggy fashion, there is a unique
juxtaposition happening. The odd two-sidedness puts me both at
an advantage with guys and an extreme disadvantage. I'm
traditional and modern, conservative and liberal, cultured and
sheltered.
Pardon me just a moment. I'm an occaisional reader of yours who
just had to delurk.
I'm married to woman who is a lot like you. As a matter of
fact, I suspect I need "taking care" of more than most dudes
you'll meet.
I cry a little and die a little inside whenver I overhear (like
I said, I'm butting in here) people critiquing a woman as "too
masculine" or "not sufficienty 'girly'". There may or may not
be a time or a place to make such judgments. I think they
should be made sparingly, if at all.
The idea that a woman should be 'girly' to some degree should
have gone out of style by now, I would have hoped. Of course,
if a woman wants to be girly, that's one thing - that's a
choice. I would prefer the people around me be who they feel
they are, and not feel as though they are obliged to fill
someone else's mold by fiat however.
You are of course fine however you are. But you didn't need me
to tell you that, as I can see.
I'm just piping up.
I like your blog. Keep it up.
9:01 AM
pril said...
I'm the same kind of woman as you. I'm just not as well-rounded
when it comes to the "girly" things. I struggle to cook. Can't
sew with a machine. But I do needlepoint and repair our cars,
play bass and guitar and leave a lot of the male musicians I
know in the dust. I'm built like the proverbial brick outhouse,
but wear T-shirts and jeans. When I was younger, and dating, I
found a lot of men to be downright afraid of me. It was hard to
get a second date- I refused to play girly-girl and often never
heard from a date again. lol! I eventually found a guy who
loved me enough as the freaky girl that I am to marry me.
Rather, he found me. Don't live up to the "ideal". Stop trying
to. Revel in who and what you are and the security to march to
your own beat will come. Women like us are unique, but not so
unique that we don't come across each other once in a while.
9:09 AM
David said...
Personally, I like a woman I can depend on. In otherwords,
someone who is comfortable with herself and
consistant...someone who appreciates her own strengths and
works (preferably with me) on improving any weaknesses
(weaknesses she percieves herself as having...not ones I would
label her). I hope that's a partial definition of growing old
together. I don't think guys want someone they can rescue as
much as they want someone who will stay the course during the
journey with a helping hand and few complaints. Guys need some
moments of that rescuing feeling just because we tend to be
very insecure in relationships and WE NEED TO FEEL IMPORTANT
TOO!!! Girls get their importance from accomplishing, aspiring,
and interacting. Guys get their importance by feeling like they
are important to someone else (and any other kind of guy just
promotes selfishness in a relationship...in that case you're
better off without him).
Just a few of my thoughts JAGGY...
David
9:22 PM
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