I do not hate men, I'm not bitter, all the men I've loved have made me happy

As usual, when you criticize certain male behaviors, there are people who believe that they hate men, that is bitter and that they have been unlucky with the most.

Så är det inte, I just want to clarify. Snarare tvärtom, and it's probably also why I am so surprised by these strange behaviors that I am not used to, but like so many other women are sadly accustomed to or simply condones, which might sometimes the wisest.

But I can not.

However, I think it is an interesting question how this with the ease of taking pictures and send affect us – not only in that it is so easily with such photo condition connections violate the privacy of others, but equally, it's easy to forget about their own and violate even the. It is all so very easy, one gets an impulse and suddenly one's photo on the way to somewhere else, which can then mock it , show it to others , horrified and send it. The thinking probably not underwear men and the other on, just when it happens.

It is not just that there is a back way to woo, it is something that actually in the long run, putting a strain on all involved. How we see ourselves and what we value at each other, based on what we orient ourselves when we decide to ”failure ” or none. Och som sagt, what does it do to our own integrity.

So it is never good for sensuality and eroticism to go several steps ahead. It is not good to present expectations before they even know about it …. wants…! It is not good then again. How many live erotic relationship has not withered the implicit requirements, a good way to make charcoal embers.

But for my part,, because it was I who wrote the nasty dating posts, where some believe that I obviously hate men….so no, det gör jag inte, but I strongly dislike certain behaviors and certain ” obvious” structures. In these situations, I noticed that I annoys many men. It is not my opinion,. I simply annoys them. I try to analyze why and I think it's because I have not responded by the rules and habit. I watch, listening and reviews and is not ” fun ” in the way I partly have been trained, namely to overlook things, and to protect them in the conceit and egobubbla they have been brought to. Of course I then appears as annoying and somewhat confusing. There are other varieties as well is, there are all kinds, there are men who do not at all acted according to the patterns also – it is not possible to draw all over a comb, and I do not.

But really, I have always been annoying for some men. Det är inget nytt. Though I am a little more amazed now perhaps it is so. And a little more tired upset, because so little seems to have happened for quite a lot of a good bunch decades.

But I can promise all men who read that I know no woman who has fallen to someone talking six before it has even begun to shimmer in the air. Or even if it has started to shimmer… it is simply the best way to kill the urge, curiosity, clear. That is not a good thing. It's all about timing.

For my own part, someone said I seem unredeemed whatever it actually mean… I've had lots and just happy passionate love relationships and I've always felt loved, himself has loved and been happy and made them happy and I'm friends with all of them except the one that I hurt and I have, as a friend said, already ten years ago, really got so much love that it needed more now. Det är sant. So it's okey. With this, I just want to say ; no, hear ye, I'm not a man-hater, I'm not bitter:

I can think of quite clear yet!

Om Christina Herrström

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