Lady Shares Her Love Life – All I Get Is Bad Boys And Heart Crushers, Guys I Need Your Assistance
Dear Naijafinix Lovers, kudos. You guys are awesome. Finix, Please keep me anonymous. I’m a student of a reputable university currently in my late 20s, I would love to describe my self as a beauty with brains. I graduated as one of the best, (I’m doing a second degree). Now my problems is I’m a hopeless romantic, I fall for the wrong guys, the bad boys , the heart crushers. I guess my basic attraction is the confidence they exude, their charisma, their swag, their eloquence, their seeming strength of character, the drive to improve themselves regularly… you know some one who say he won’t do certain thing and mean it…not some sort of edited momma’s boy
I want to believe, I get my own share of seemingly nice guys… But I don’t notice how nice they are until they get hooked up with some other persons… And when they do, these new girlfriends fight our friendship so hard, that most times I’m left wondering what they’d do to people who’d probably have something more than a platonic relationship with their boyfriends.
In fact truth be told I only notice their boyfriends are worthy when they show that level of insecurity. But I respect boundaries.. I know most people keep me around because I’m money/investment savvy. Frugal yet effective.
I learnt to be all these because ever since I was a little girl I dreamt of one day becoming the best mother, wife and … (The 3dots represent the 3 career part I’m working so hard at becoming best in… Albert Einstein is my mentor), But most times all I get are men who tell me to my face how they abhor the thought of being with smart women, how girls like me only make great baby mama’s because we have it all together and don’t need a man to pay our bills, blah blah blah. Shit like this hurts me, then the ones I’d like to refer to as the less attractive ones expect me to carry all their financial Walhalla, they aren’t goal getters, they’d rather sit by the sidelines cheering you so loud they’d make a perfect solo cheer squad. Happily wrapped up in the euphoria “their woman’s success”. But mediocrity scares me to death, I face everyday in some sort of panic attack, thinking I’m becoming a mediocre, so I work harder. Would it be too much
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