Mr. Right... Is there such a thing?
How would you define him? By color, by status, by financial assets, personality, disposition, intelligence, occupation, bedroom manner, physical traits, honesty, compassion, romantic gestures, religion, etc. or all the above and then some?
I'm so curious, I have to put that same question in a poll, because I truly believe Mr. Right is a fallacy. He's something you make up, and in hind site, when you don't find him, you realize he's as true and as real as Superman or any other comic book super hero a child would even idolize.
You probably walk by Mr. Right everyday and don't notice him. You probably dumped him the other night because you suspected him of cheating, when it was really your insecurities nagging at you. You probably didn't give him the time of day because even though he's single, no kids, got a good job, no criminal background, and is God-fearing, he has a missing tooth and you're just not attracted to him.
There's nothing wrong with being picky, but just like a closed mouth doesn't get fed, neither does a closed mind. I have to ask, are you Ms. Right? Do you have every quality a man, any man in general, is looking for in a woman, beyond the idea of a freak in the sheets and a lady in the streets persona? I mean, are you all that and then some, -with a good job, independent, educated, no kids, or baby's daddy drama, perfect credit, home owner, etc. or however you define perfection for a single and available woman?
Perhaps men don't set their standards as high as ours...
I don't mean to offend or strike a nerve, even though that's usually what I do best, when I have enough nerve to be honest, but I touched on this subject in my 2nd book entitled "Food for the Soul" available at www.authorhouse.com; www.amazon.com and Barnes & Noble.
It's no wonder why 70% might possibly exist, expressing the notion of a Mr. Right. I'm not saying you set your expectations too high, hell you could set them higher, to the point no one could possibly amount to or even surpass that bar, I just hope you can, yourself. Why have an expectation for someone else you couldn't possibly meet yourself? This sounds like nothing more than a case of commitment phobia, which I explain in my book. In a book entitled, "Seven Attitude Adjustments to Finding a Loving Man" written by Audrey Chapman, one specific type of commitment phobic woman she describes is "The Detective": "She is in constant search of the perfect man... and he's got to fit that entire criteria or it doesn't work. If she meets a man who is well endowed, has a nice body, is professional, makes good money and seems to be attentive and kind...but has one false eye, she doesn't want him."
There are several other types of commitment phobic women she describes, and sisters if you are guilty, I ain't mad atcha'... Given our history, given the present day state of African-American men, statistically (even though Obama should give you faith and hope), I can understand your fear of commitment... I invite you to check out my book, in hopes it can help you become aware of what exactly is impeding you to a fulfilling relationship... Comments welcome... I hope I haven't offended anyone...
I'm so curious, I have to put that same question in a poll, because I truly believe Mr. Right is a fallacy. He's something you make up, and in hind site, when you don't find him, you realize he's as true and as real as Superman or any other comic book super hero a child would even idolize.
You probably walk by Mr. Right everyday and don't notice him. You probably dumped him the other night because you suspected him of cheating, when it was really your insecurities nagging at you. You probably didn't give him the time of day because even though he's single, no kids, got a good job, no criminal background, and is God-fearing, he has a missing tooth and you're just not attracted to him.
There's nothing wrong with being picky, but just like a closed mouth doesn't get fed, neither does a closed mind. I have to ask, are you Ms. Right? Do you have every quality a man, any man in general, is looking for in a woman, beyond the idea of a freak in the sheets and a lady in the streets persona? I mean, are you all that and then some, -with a good job, independent, educated, no kids, or baby's daddy drama, perfect credit, home owner, etc. or however you define perfection for a single and available woman?
Perhaps men don't set their standards as high as ours...
I don't mean to offend or strike a nerve, even though that's usually what I do best, when I have enough nerve to be honest, but I touched on this subject in my 2nd book entitled "Food for the Soul" available at www.authorhouse.com; www.amazon.com and Barnes & Noble.
It's no wonder why 70% might possibly exist, expressing the notion of a Mr. Right. I'm not saying you set your expectations too high, hell you could set them higher, to the point no one could possibly amount to or even surpass that bar, I just hope you can, yourself. Why have an expectation for someone else you couldn't possibly meet yourself? This sounds like nothing more than a case of commitment phobia, which I explain in my book. In a book entitled, "Seven Attitude Adjustments to Finding a Loving Man" written by Audrey Chapman, one specific type of commitment phobic woman she describes is "The Detective": "She is in constant search of the perfect man... and he's got to fit that entire criteria or it doesn't work. If she meets a man who is well endowed, has a nice body, is professional, makes good money and seems to be attentive and kind...but has one false eye, she doesn't want him."
There are several other types of commitment phobic women she describes, and sisters if you are guilty, I ain't mad atcha'... Given our history, given the present day state of African-American men, statistically (even though Obama should give you faith and hope), I can understand your fear of commitment... I invite you to check out my book, in hopes it can help you become aware of what exactly is impeding you to a fulfilling relationship... Comments welcome... I hope I haven't offended anyone...
