If your relationships never seem to bring you anything but pain, if "the fucking you get isn't worth the fucking you get," it may simply mean you're choosing witches, bitches, and crazy ladies, and there are a lot of them out there. Contrary to popular belief, the craziest ladies have NOT been in therapy. The ones who are truly crazy stay far, far away from help.
Just because you've been involved in go-nowhere, crazy-love relationships with women who've treated you badly doesn't mean you are incapable of sane love. You may have a fatal fascination for the wrong kind of femme fatale. Some women are sexy and attractive and even fun, but it's a big mistake to fall in love with them. Following are the classic types NOT to get serious about (we're going to have a little fun with these caricatures, but there's a lot of cautionary truth in each one):
The Deviant is irresistible in bed, where her deviant behavior really
shines. No matter what sex act you've imagined, she'll be willing to try
it. If you haven't thought of it, she will. That's why you find it so hard
to leave her, even after you've bailed her out of jail a few times on assorted
charges and she's almost gotten you arrested too. Deep in your heart, you
know there will never be sex like this again. You know your deviant woman
is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to experience true decadence.
The biggest problem with the Deviant is that she gets you into trouble.
Trouble with the police, the DMV, the IRS, your parents, your boss, your
landlord, your friends, and anyone else who is a regular member of straight
society. Besides, no matter how much fun she seems to be having with you,
the Deviant is really just a thrill whore -- she'll perform fellatio on
you in the front seat of a sports car at 120 miles per hour, but if some
guy suggests screwing while skydiving, she'll be gone in a flash.
She has a Ouija board, Tarot cards, I Ching coins, yoga and meditation
tapes, healing music, and a roomful of crystals. She's open to anything,
including you, as long as you believe.
So you follow her out into the desert in the middle of the night to wait for spaceship Moonbeam to land and take you off into the next world, and so what if it doesn't come? You've done a lot more for women and had a lot less fun.
One man I know gave up a thriving law practice to follow a True Believer on a trek across India. They were both to have come back as gods. True story. What happened is they broke up. Walking across India can get old if you don't believe enough.
The True Believer does have some advantages, though. She doesn't eat
meat and she doesn't drink, so she's a cheap date. She comes with a built-in
group of friends and preset rules. You never have to make any decisions,
you just have to follow along with the group, and believe, believe, believe.
Of course, the first time you guffaw during a seance, the romance is over.
The most frightening thing about the TimeBomb is that she looks
so normal on the surface; you can't tell she's a TimeBomb until she explodes
on you a couple of times. She's the type who gets drunk at an important
business dinner and pours a Martini over your boss's head. Or she has an
affair with your best friend and gets pregnant, and you don't know whose
kid it is. Or she starts yelling, "I don't, I don't!" in the middle of
your wedding ceremony. Or she just disappears one day, leaving you with
10-month-old Junior.
She's so cute and seemed so perfect that you overlook the clues which were there all along. Her parents have given up on her, none of her ex-boyfriends is speaking to her, and she usually doesn't live close to home, because she needs new territory, some place where people don't know her yet. Timebombs always seem too good to be true -- and they are.
Unless it's her disappearing act, you take back after a blowup, because
she seems so sweet that you're sure it was an aberration. Slowly, the hard
way, you learn it's not an aberration; it's a pattern. So no matter how
many times she promises to behave, don't believe her. You can be sure another
blowup is brewing. It's just a matter of time.
Actually, she's just discovered her sexual power and is trying it
out on you. She's also probable jailbait, but you don't care. You're flattered
at your ability to attract a much younger woman and couldn't care less
what anyone says. What she really wants is to get even with Daddy by screwing
you, and as soon as some twenty-year-old Adonis shows up, she'll leave
you and shower him with all the wonderful pleasures you've taught her how
to provide. Inexperienced lout that he is, he won't appreciate her, which
will only make her love him more.
She'll possibly be ready for a serious relationship in about fifteen
years, but by that time you'll be too old to enjoy her.
You'll probably have her for about two dates if you promise to introduce
her to your brother-in-law at the William Morris Agency. She's always looking
for bigger game, though, so keep an eye on her. Kissinger was right: "Power
is an aphrodisiac." Let her meet an actor, ex-astronaut, or even a newsworthy
politician, and she's gone for the night. She'll be back in the morning,
though.
You'll often see pictures of a nice normal guy marrying a Starlet type, looking naively happy on his wedding day. A year later in the divorce news, you'll see the same guy looking shell-shocked and threadbare. Very few starlets get to be stars. When they don't, they invariably blame the men in their lives and either make them miserable or dump them. If you get hooked on a Starlet, you're dippier than she is.
The lineup of Women To Avoid in this Part 1 may be terrible prospects for a long-term relationship, but at least they're fun to date. There are other witches, bitches, and crazy ladies, also tempting, who you don't want to even go out with. Read the next installment -- "For Men: Women To Avoid, Part 2".