The Unholy Trinity
July 14th, 2007 at 8:30 pm by Mark SteelTags: dating, drinking, freud, humor, psychology, sarcasm, women
It’s been a day for stupidity. Ex’s from all over the globe have psychicly tuned into the fact that I don’t feel very good today. Phone calls, e-mails, text messages have innundated me since 4AM. I don’t drunk dial, so listening to the voicemails and reading messages this afternoon has been surprisingly humorous, in an ironic and futile sort of way.
“You’ve got some serious mental issues,” came across the screen from someone who admittedly has so many issues, so much hurt and pain from past relationships, that she just can’t believe anyone might give a damn about her. Amazing.
The only things I’ve gotten, outta loving certain women more than anything else in the world, was a lot of abuse, ridiculous accusations of conspiracy and pain like nothing else.
Oh, and a drinking problem while trying to deal with it all.
Today has really made me take note of something I never noticed before. That’s three women in my life who’ve meant more to me than anything else in world, and they’ve meant more and more each time. There were no cataclysmic events to bring us together, no circumstances which made for inseperable bonds; they just happened. They happened at times when I was complacent, together, content and independent.
But as time drug on, each of them proved themselves to be little more than repressed, emotionally distant and abusive to a ridiculous degree. Gives a whole new meaning to, “Nice guys finish last.”
Seriously, all the migraines, bullets, knives, skinheads, lawyers, quack doctors and random assholes in the world couldn’t take me down. But three women could get through every damned defense I’d built up over the years, and tear fleshy chunks out of my heart as a sacrifice to their “independence.”
The circle is now complete … The Unholy Trinity is formed …
The Mother, the Daughter-in-Law and the Unholy Anagram.
I never had a good relationship with my mother. It’s really making me think that maybe there is something to all that Freudian bullshit. And maybe she was right … for all the love shown to the Unholy Trinity, maybe I really am the Antichrist, like she said.
So maybe I do have some “serious mental issues” … now … now that I’ve been used, abused and discarded like a three-cycle dryer sheet … cuz I’ve certainly been through the wash a few times with all of them.
July 14th, 2007 at 9:11pm
May I just say, “FUCK’EM!”
A friend of mine just realized he has always been too shy to build a relationship with a woman and started to feel bad about it. He’s 46 and never married. However, then he realized he has had a great life without them messing it up! He’s content…still dates (nothing serious) occassionally, but would rather go camping, kayaking, hiking, shooting, or drinking with the boys.
Let’s go have a few and talk it over!
As a matter of fact, this guy is coming here on the 30th for about 3 days, you should get with us and ease your mind!
Email me if you ever need to talk…I’m all ears with no mouth!
July 15th, 2007 at 12:16am
Hey man, I’m that dude Mushy’s talkin’ about, and he didn’t tell you half the story. I won’t presume to give you any tips, but If you need someone cool to talk to, you couldn’t find anyone better than Mushy. You guys talk, and I think you’ll find that he’s a wonderful, wise soul. Make plans to get with us when I come up. We’ll get wide and do some fun stuff and get your mind off these joy killers of yours. Fuck ‘em man. The world is full of assholes, but you can’t let it get you down.
July 15th, 2007 at 4:58am
Unlike what Mushy just said, may I be so bold as to say it’s because you have yet to track down and woo one of us Western Canadian-type women?
Obviously I am taken, but I SWEAR to you that every problem you ever had would be mended by the likes of a cowboy-hat wearin’ boot stompin’ conservagal from Calgary (or the like).
We rock. And lots of us know how to tell our mommas when to step back and we ain’t afraid of no antichrist!
July 15th, 2007 at 9:51am
I don’t think you want any advice from me, so I’ll just give you a fact. The right woman for you will love you AND your crazy. Stop looking for fault and move forward.
July 15th, 2007 at 4:42pm
Mushy / FHB: Might as well throw in free-climbing, which I’m actually quite good at, but I gotta nix the beer for that specific task. *snicker*
Fracas: Ya know, you’re right! It’s only been the Central and Eastern ones thus far … Although, there was that far-left westie years ago … *shakes head* Far left … Far far far left … heh
Cathy: Nah, that wasn’t the point at all. While there’s a whole lotta truth in what I said, please note the tags: Humor, Sarcasm. Besides … the Trinity parallel was just too ironic to pass up.
And since I was labeled with “mental issues,” I decided to just go with it for a few minutes… heh
July 16th, 2007 at 4:35pm
Real intimacy and union is a moving target in camoflage. And even if you hit it, it may come back to life and run away when you get home. Maybe you’re more the catch and release type. And you can be too nice. Women hate that. It’ll ruin a good relationship…
July 17th, 2007 at 2:03am
No such thing as being too nice … take it from a survivor of more jerks, asshats and psychos than I care to admit … or even recall, much more than is necessary to madly, insanely, deliriously appreciate being spoiled rotten by a truly nice guy
July 17th, 2007 at 10:10am
Not in my experience. I have had more than one girlfriend be annoyed that I wasn’t more jealous or something. Somehow, my lack of aggitation and anger at various things was proof that I didn’t have strong enough feelings for them. I suppose I should have been knocking them around regularly to show my passion. It’s fubar, but true.
And then, when you spoil someone rotten, you often end up with something rotten. I think Mark can attest to that. Findind a woman whom you can spoil and she remains fresh, with no rot, is a tough one. They get so comfy you just want to slap them around!
July 17th, 2007 at 12:01pm
As much as I wanna disagree with Monty, I truly can’t… The women I’m with become “insititutionalized” to a degree — spoiled.
This is why I get calls, sometimes years later, from ex’s, who wanna get back together… But by then, they’ve usually pissed me off so bad with their erratic behavior, that it’s impossible to get past it.
As far as that type of behavior goes, I can be patient to a ridiculous degree, but eventually, I’m gonna react. You can’t sit there pressing buttons labeled “Don’t Press This Button!” and not expect something to happen… That’s just childish.