Hi there! In some responses I’ve received over my last post as well as reading through some of your own posts, a new blog idea developed. Today’s blog topic will be: Should I make out with an ugly nice guy? Or the more kosher title: Forced relationships… are they worth it? The short answer to that is no.
Let me take you back many many years ago when I was forced into dating an ugly duckling.
Many moons ago… in highschool, I was friends with this guy. He was very sweet, gave me anything I asked for, kept up his grades, and seemed to have unusually great chemistry with anyone of authority (ie: teachers, parents, and local police loved his kiss assy ways… maybe he grew up into a sleazy politician?). However, he was not what you would call classically handsome.
Over the course of our friendship, I started noticing his eyes would glaze over when he looked at me. Much like a puppy’s eyes when he’s about ready to eat some chow, or a dog in heat…your pick. It was probably the belly shirt my mother didn’t know I had on.
Eventually, he asked me out. Asked me out? Yuck! I would never go out with someone like him (I told a group of my closest girlfriends). Is he serious? My guilt told me I should go out on one date with him (apparently, I was a social worker even at a young age).
It was pleasant enough…. until he dropped me off in front of my door, and gave me a quick peck on the mouth… right then and there, I immediately felt like barfing.
Am I exaggerating? No, not really. This guy was beyond not my type. When I tell my waiting mother about the date and sudden onset of nausea. Did she ask if I wanted a gingerale? Give me an Alka Seltzer? Perhaps suggest I go lay down and never see this guy again due to the fact I’m allergic to him? Nope, just the opposite.
Mom called me “vain”, made me feel shallow, and told me I should continue dating this guy cause he was nice and blah, blah, blah. So after some Pepto and an internal reevaluation of my priorities, I did. For 2 years.
After every date or encounter, my body grew numb. Attraction no longer mattered. It was mind over matter. My mother was happy because he was smart, polite, a walking nitwit, but I wasn’t.
At least he was still at my beck and call? Nope, wrong again. He turned into one of the biggest assholes I ever dated. You see, most (unattractive) nice guys stop being nice when they get what they want. It’s all a ploy. In fact, they turn extra not nice with a dash of prick. But just like the WB frog, this side of them is for your eyes only. So while I was slowly losing my mind, my mother still adored him and his kiss assy ways.
Now, does physical attraction conquer all? No. Absolutely not! You just have to be attracted to the person. That attraction can be garnered from someone making you laugh like a hyena a few times a day, amazing personality, selfless acts, personal motivation, etc… Something inside you needs to think “sexy”, even though he/she may not be modeling anytime soon.
But, you should never force yourself to be attracted to someone you aren’t. If you do, it will lead to confusion, time wasted, and premature grey hairs.
Anyone have a similar story? Are you still in a forced physical relationship or did you break out?
Would love to hear from you!
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- The Afflicted Mr. Nice Guy (lonehungrytraveller.wordpress.com)
- Mr. Nice Guy, I’ll be waiting right here.. (girlwithamicrophone.wordpress.com)
- Dating… realistic expectations (howtoonlinedate.wordpress.com)