Ladies: The Key to Life is Reading Books...and Reading Men

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Ladies: The Key to Life is Reading Books...and Reading Men

There is no boy cute enough or interesting enough to stop you from getting your education." - Michelle Obama

I posted a MyTake on my previous account which I deleted after I made the post because I was ready to go and take care of matters myself. It's been a couple of weeks since then, and I'm in a brand new state of mind.

I was going through a difficult aftermath of being betrayed by someone I cared deeply about. He was my best friend. We talked about everything - good and bad. We went out. We studied together, taught each other things. He'd say sweet things and kiss my shoulder. He was protective of me; he'd make me walk on the safe side of the sidewalk and he'd go deal with anyone who'd hurt me. Despite our 14-year age difference, we got along well and I appreciated him. We both agreed we were complicated, but because it didn't seem to bother him, it didn't bother me that much either. My parents liked him. I didn't care that some members in my circle of friends at college were against his/my friendship (or whatever it was). I was simply happy to have him in my life, especially since I recently lost my maternal grandmother and then a former teacher just a few months later and I really needed my friend.

However, he hasn't been here for me like I'd expected him to be, and at first I let it slide, telling myself he was probably busy dealing with his own problems.

Ladies: The Key to Life is Reading Books...and Reading Men

Then, this summer, I went through another crisis. I had two tattoos dedicated to a former college professor I was close with who left and fell out of touch and a second one dedicated to my late grandparents. My stepparents (aunt & uncle) forced me to get them removed, as tattoos are frowned upon in my culture. It was a very shocking and heartbreaking experience. It still hurts to think about it all. My friend was the one person I needed then and I couldn't wait to tell him everything. We got back to the US from our vacations and I texted him immediately, asking to meet up. He told me he was busy but that he'd make time soon. I decided to be patient.

Shortly after, I got the news that one of my high school teachers who had cancer passed away. I went to that school from nursery through to graduation, so the community is my family. I lost yet another family member. And I had no one to talk to. Of course, other former students of my high school teacher were heartbroken, but it didn't seem to be affecting others as it was affecting me, probably because they hadn't tragically lost their grandmother a few months before.

Weeks and weeks passed with no contact from him. A couple weeks ago, I finally texted him simply asking how he was doing. His response was colder and more brief than usual, which stung a bit, but I let it slide.

Ladies: The Key to Life is Reading Books...and Reading Men

After contemplating the situation for a long while, I realized how foolish he'd been making me look and feel. I felt betrayed, humiliated, and utterly undignified. He didn't give a damn about me, so what was I putting on a one woman show for? I felt - and still feel - angry and betrayed. I decided to move on and forget about the jerk. I turned to school - my education. I started studying harder than ever. I aced both of my summer semester classes.

However... I texted him just last week, asking him to help me prepare for a singing audition (I'm a music major) - because, surprise surprise, he was my ear training instructor for two semesters, during when we became "friends". He said "sure" but that I would probably be fine without his help. Ouch. I asked myself at that point, "why am I still trying to fix this?" Because I didn't want to give up without doing everything I could. And I realized I had done everything.

I passed the audition without his help. I told him thanks for everything he taught me for two semesters because it helped. He said he knew I'd do well. I knew that would be that last conversation we'd ever have. Because even if he contacts me one of these days, I'm not going to reply, despite what my other male friends say about giving him time because guys have "mood swings". Screw that.

Now, I feel nothing but angry and vengeful. After all the good times together, this is how easily it ends? I don't think so.

Many of you probably haven't realized, but this is a situation that has to do with feminism and this vague sense of inequality is probably often dismissed without being recognized as being connected to a bigger issue. This is one of the reasons why there is the idea of feminism. Many people don't realize that that it doesn't have to be a political situation or a major social situation concerning physical abuse. The issue is simply the fact that there are men - correction: jerks - out there who take advantage of women and throw them away like trash when they're done using us. The issue is that it's not easy finding MEN who will respect us because we have jerks like him in the world. Jerks who appear to be nice guys at first.

Ladies: The Key to Life is Reading Books...and Reading Men

During all of this mess, I've been going out with other guys, and I've realized that during the time I'd wasted on him I could have been getting to know these smart, kind men who actually want to spend time with me, who make me smile, who tell me I'm beautiful and actually mean it. Men who encourage me to grow with them rather than stepping on me as they make their own way to the top.

I am truly happy right now, without him in my life taking me on a nauseating roller coaster ride. And I have a whole revenge plan ready for him. It has to do with my academic, romantic, and musical success (as well as a little prank I'm planning...).

You see ladies - including my gay, bi and trans friends, we need to start spending less time crying over boys and more time on our education and improving ourselves. Because, as Michelle Obama says, we can't be with any real men anyway until we're out there as real working women with college degrees. Besides, why waste time on something we can't control - our love life, when there are things we can control, like completing our education?

Trust me, our love lives will fall into place on their own; our education won't.

Ladies: The Key to Life is Reading Books...and Reading Men
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