Superwoman?

A little while ago a person once told me that I was a “tough girl” a super woman of some sorts who could annihilate any obstacle that stood in her way . I began to think wow what a great quality! But after last months events I began realize that I am nothing more than a mere mortal. A mortal who has a heart, feelings, and soul !

Maybe this blog is a little “out there”  but after sharing a couple of beers with a friend and discussing the politics of comics, I could not help but compare life to a comic.   A  romantic comedy with an array of plots and characters that thrust me into  the most messed up predicaments.  I began to fill my thoughts with self-doubt, often wondering if  I created my own drama. Was is it me, is it them? Did I do something wrong, did i act or say the wrong thing?  Is this what the dating world is like? Should a relationship serious or non, be dramatic, confusing, hurtful, and passionate at the same time?

I don’t know if its because I am growing older, a result of the economy, or a shift in the universe but it seems as if relationships are not what they used to be. Casual sex/ friends with benefits has replaced the very fundamentals of what a relationship used to be and has sucked the life out of them. We have  become more accustomed to this fast way of life and preoccupy our time with disposable men and women.

So, here is my comic like analogy. You put your relationship wall up and vow to never fall in love again. You promise to take life for whats its worth, including relationships and focus on the philosophy of ” doing you”.  You put your big girl panties on and walk into corporate and social America with your game face on ready to take on any challenge that stands in your way. You do good for the most part until,  find him ,your Kryptonite ,whom I will now dub Mr. Wolverine.The anti-hero with the sharp retractable claws who was able to break down your wall effortlessly. The man who bounces back from any type of relationship trauma and suppresses his human like characteristics including emotions. (wow I am too much into comics !) The bad boy!

Who is he and where did he come from? Worse yet how did he break down your invisible force field and aim straight for you heart?  Although I am over it, and my Wolverine has left the building , I could not help but think to myself how do strong independent women allow this gruff loner take a hold of our hearts?  When was it cool to lock Prince Charming up and put this mutant in his place? Lastly how do we take our lives back?