I've never listened to Dr Phil, so I have no idea about that part. I agree finding a middle ground is hard to do. It's taken a long time for me to find it.
I don't think that it's true that "There are no cliques.", which is how I interpret the last part of the second paragraph. I do think it true that those cliques may not all be class- or appearance-based and intentionally exclusionary.
I would agree with that. I have heard that my group of friends is cliqueish, which really isn't true. We tend to go out as a group to have a good time, and forget there are others around us. Of course, the flip side to that...the person saying that sat in a cornor, and never approached any of us, or said hi to anyone.
I'd say a "perfect relationship" is one where tolerance and respect survives in spite of our imperfections... I'd marry Rob all over again, even though he wears skirts and fills up tall shelves with short items, and has for over 18 years. He's still the funniest, and smartest, and best person I've ever known. Close enough for me!
I disagree with a small part of that. I think when people first start dating, they DO notice those little things that will eventually drive them nuts. In my experience, at least, it was those same "little things" that got me so hot at first but that later turned into a major issue. For example:
1) I once had a dalliance with a guy who carried extra stamps in his wallet and I thought "how grown up and responsible". Later on, it started to irk me because he never had any fun--there was always a Plan B.
) I dated a guy who dressed really, really nicely all the time, always smelled good, and knew his way around all the local fancy restaurants. But, as time passed, I started to realize he was ALSO shallow and materialistic, and the clothes and shopping were just covering up deep insecurities.
I don't know, am I being too cynical?
And I can't ever imagine you, John Straw, as being the creepy drunk gropey guy in the corner. Drunk, yes; gropey, certainly--but never creepy.
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I'd marry Rob all over again, even though he wears skirts and fills up tall shelves with short items, and has for over 18 years. He's still the funniest, and smartest, and best person I've ever known. Close enough for me!
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1) I once had a dalliance with a guy who carried extra stamps in his wallet and I thought "how grown up and responsible". Later on, it started to irk me because he never had any fun--there was always a Plan B.
) I dated a guy who dressed really, really nicely all the time, always smelled good, and knew his way around all the local fancy restaurants. But, as time passed, I started to realize he was ALSO shallow and materialistic, and the clothes and shopping were just covering up deep insecurities.
I don't know, am I being too cynical?
And I can't ever imagine you, John Straw, as being the creepy drunk gropey guy in the corner. Drunk, yes; gropey, certainly--but never creepy.
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