Like my friend, I will reproduce send of the same passage in echo to the first time it was mentioned. Here goes...
In a brief conversation, a man asked a woman he was pursuing the question ” What kind of man are you looking for?”
She sat quietly for a moment before looking him in the eye and asking “Do you really want to know?”
Reluctantly, he said “Yes.”
She began to expound… “As a woman in this day and age, I am in a position to ask a man what he can do for me that I can’t do for myself. I pay my own bills. I take care of my household without the help of any man…or woman for that matter. I am in the position to ask, “What can you bring to the table?”
The man looked at her. Clearly he thought that she was referring to money. She quickly corrected his thought and stated, “I am not referring to money. I need something more. I need a man who is striving for perfection in every aspect of life.”
He sat back in his chair, folded his arms, and asked her to explain.
She said “I am looking for someone who is striving for perfection mentally because I need conversation and mental stimulation. I don’t need a simple-minded man. I am looking for someone who is striving for perfection spiritually because I don’t need to be unequally yoked… believers mixed with unbelievers is a recipe for disaster. I need a man who is striving for perfection financially because I don’t need a financial burden. I am looking for someone who is sensitive enough to understand what I go through as a woman, but strong enough to keep me grounded. I am looking for someone who I can respect. In order to be submissive, I must respect him. I cannot be submissive to a man who isn’t taking care of his business. I have no problem being submissive…he just has to be worthy. God made woman to be a help mate for man. I can’t help a man if he can’t help himself.”
When she finished her spill, she looked at him . He sat there with a puzzled look on his face.
He said, “You are asking a lot.”
She replied, “I’m worth a lot.”
May I now state that this story should have from the very start be used as somewhat of a referral for inspiration when a woman is in the most dire straits and a woman who is utterly confused.
Inspirational stories were not really made to fit snugly to our own situations, but to let them see, perchance of HOPE.
In a perspective manner. There is a great deal of insecurity in this woman. All women own their own anxieties. Ladies, it's complete bulls*** if you say you don't worry. This woman is also dominant ladies and gentlemen. She's forgetting the most important thing she needs from a man... What worth is a man who sets up an altar of worship with pictures and naked busts of you kissing the droplets of water rolling down your statue if he can't provide you love too?
NOT ALL of us can be like her. NOT ALL of us CAN KEEP UP being her.
I need to say that this B***h in this story is a freaking calculative, self centered nut. It's like saying "I can't give any loser love if my opportunity cost of loving him is way beyond my budget"
Neither am I denying the fact that women do need the things as mentioned in the passage. However, we can get bored too. Like doh; we need it, but not all the time. And it’s all mostly too late to find out that when we leave for a ground spattered with daisies and greener grass; it was the plain grounds that brought us to who we are today.
All we probably wanted was a change of scenery and because were so jocund and excited by so many things around us, we get carried away and think ourselves into an imaginary state of bliss.
Neither can you get too involved with 'How great the guy is to you' but you gonna have to think of the guy too. That's how a relationship works. Two way. You live together you go away together. I absolutely pity a man who is stuck with such a woman this hardcore.... such is a display of extreme feminism indeed.
Reality bites: Mind games on ourselves and the way we trick our ownselves. We can't say we are a 100% sure. It needs the work of a mind so rational and a heart that understands needs.
Conclusion? The woman who reads this, has to think hard, think deep into where she puts down her choice of subjective answers in between the words of the passage.