Absolutely, Everyone is entitled to have their dealbreakers and minimum standards especially history of abuse, criminal history, substance abuse, lack of shared values, goals, or priorities in life.
That said, plenty of meh or good enough people will clear that bar.
Chris Rock said:
"There are no soul mates. If you are lucky in life you'll get a mate. Someone to fuck and go to the movies with. Fuck and go to your Grandmother's house. Someone to fuck then go to parents' house. And somewhere after the fucking, one of you will say, 'Want to get something to eat?'
Even if you meet your soulmate, you aren't going to meet them at the right time or their will be some complication. You are single. They are married. They are straight. You are gay. They are North Korean. You are South Korean."
Not everyone even finds a good enough person willing to date them. Those of us who do find those good enough people willing to put up with our faults are lucky. Don't squander the good enough people in your life waiting around for perfect.
My parents met because my mom just left a violent and abusive husband and had to uproot her life and move with a newborn baby (my older brother). My dad was a broke, starving, graduate student who grew up as a missionary kid in Taiwan. He owned one suit which he bought in high school, a butter knife, and a spoon. He was working part time as a pastor at my mom's church while finishing his seminary degree in another state, and commuting back and forth on the weekends.
My parents met because my mom had a spare bedroom in her house to rent. She took pity on him, his tacky suit, and beat up car. They fell in love because my dad was kind, supportive, and caring to my mom as she struggled with the pain of her divorce from her first husband. He was patient, gentle, listened, and did what he could to cheer her up. They got married after 7 years of dating. My dad adopted my older brother, and they had me a year later.
My parents are not perfect. My Grandfather taught my mom how to be a handyman and a carpenter. My father on the other hand can barely use a hammer without breaking something. Their fights when they decided to renovate the house as a couple were hilarious. My dad incompetently hanging cabinet crooked, and my mom telling him to just leave the room and redoing it herself like her dad taught her.
My mom told me, "Lord knows your Dad isn't perfect. He is incompetent at fixing anything. He is tacky. Growing up in Taiwan made him ridiculously cheap. However he is my best friend. He had my back through the hardest period of my life. No other person cared for me as much as he does."
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