Esmerelda Weatherwax wrote:
sly279 wrote:
Esmerelda Weatherwax wrote:
:shrug:
Can't see the attraction in a worldview that ultimately considers everyone around me to be either an appliance to be used, or a patsy to be duped, but never an equal to be respected and loved.
Can't see any humanity in such an approach; only arid, solipsistic isolation.
But it's late; I'm tired; perhaps this will look different in the morning.
That’s how the world works and how most people see other humans.
It’s why men whow don’t make much or any money aren’t seen as dataable.
Oh, sly... I made twice as much money as my ex, and he never minded it for a minute. When I met his parents I found out that his mom had made at least three times what his dad did, all their married life. She worked for a big company, headed a department for them, and his dad was self-employed, he freelanced. They were totally happy. Growing up with that example, my ex never even blinked at my earning more than he did. I didn't care either; I adored the heck out of him. He was funny, kind, smart, he loved cats, he was good to me, he thought I was amazing. How could I not love him?
I'm 62 now. I met my ex in the early 1980s. His folks met and married in the 1940s; he was born in 1948, I was born in 1955. I know some things have changed a lot, but I hope it's still possible for a woman to love a man because he's lovable and loving, rather than because his wallet is fat. I really do. And I hope you'll find a woman who does.
I think it's both, and the way one sees it is heavily influenced by the way one sees other things.
Emotionally, my husband (who will be the first to tell you he's not perfect) is perfect for me. He's patient and tolerant of my quirks, foibles, and outright bizarre tendencies. He's gifted when it comes to Chess wrangling, and when I look at the world through the filter of his influence it's a much kinder, less confusing place.
If you view it as a transaction - he wanted someone to love. Someone to be his focus, his anchor, his best friend. Someone who would be there always, wanting what was best for him. I wanted the same, and we provide that for one another. Because our resources and goals are shared, by supporting his best interests I am in fact supporting my own, and the same applies to him. A cynic might see it as a mutually-assured destruction pact. A romantic might see it as a love story.
I see it as the way I want to spend the rest of my life.
That’s a lovely story. That’s awesome that you got to experience that.
My opinion is really just to protect me from my reality that noone gives a crap.
Your story is something that would be amazing for everyone to have - someone who cares.