High Tea For One.

I had a boyfriend, who although had good intentions (I think) was extremely possessive. Jealous. Unreasonable. CRAZY.

“I just don’t see how a guy can meet you and NOT like you,” he said.

Had it been in different context, I would’ve been flattered. However, his insecurities lead him to believe that even a blind man would holler at me.  

Trust when I say I have my shallow moments, but they are far and between. At a young age, I adopted the concept that everyone is beautiful in their own way. It wasn’t enlightening, it was a slap in the face. I walked into a club thinking I was cute, just to have dudes be all over someone I didn’t even think was that pretty. 

Everyone has their own definition of what is beautiful, and because of this I tend to think that almost every woman is pretty. My friends just think I’m crazy. I also believe “je ne sais quoi”/confidence > physical qualities. 

Going back to what my ex said, it’s funny. Because nowadays, all I can see are the reasons why a man wouldn’t like me. Most of the time it’s nothing too self loathing. I’ve just come to accept that I’m not everyone’s cup of tea. Barely anyone’s at that. The men I find myself attracted to tend to like simple looking women. Not plain, just simple. While I’m a simple girl, most wouldn’t say I look simple. Oh, and did I mention I have a blog that scares men to pieces?

At any rate, I’m either too much of this and too little of that. Never quite just right. And I guess that’s fine. Especially if the only alternative to not being someone’s cup of tea, is changing the very essence of who I am.

Besides, I don’t want to be someone’s cup of tea. I want to be their ice cold beer after a long, hard day. 

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