What you think is romance, what you feel is lust, and what you see is love, but all you are actually experiencing is a load of bullsh*t. Yes, to answer your question, I am referring to romantic comedies.
Most girls know that what they witness on the big screen isn’t real love, but no matter how witty, how smart, or how much of a feminist you think you are, everyone falls for the idea of “true love” once in their life. Now, I’m not trying to put down Cupid, or curse anyone who has ever been in love, but I’m sure that in at least one of your experiences, a certain person – “he who shall not be named” – has left you broken hearted, lovesick, or has led you to the edge of a psychotic break.
Like most young females, you probably think that you have armed yourself with all of the necessary tools to protect yourself from a**holes, pr*cks and my personal favourite: the “friendzoner.” But my dear, if you think you can handle the male species by yourself without ever blemishing your mascara, you are oh so in over your head. As capable as you like to think you are at handling these types of men, you are not. Guys will f*ck you over, and believe me they do not come running back. They will leave your a** in the dust and won’t bat an eye. At this point in your life nothing will be able to protect you; believe me, many women have tried and failed and have even come up with the worst protective mechanism yet, known as “Friends With Benefits,” an idea so bad there was actually a movie made out of it. No surprise there.
My dear, don’t believe in what you read in books or what you see in a film because, this may come as a shock, but I do believe in love and I believe when you do find it, and I mean the real thing, it won’t be anything like what you’ve read or seen before; it will be better. My wish for you is that it doesn’t come easy. In fact, I hope it bites you right in the a**, plonks you in the friend zone and calls you at 1:35am on a Saturday night for a booty call. Because after all is said and done, no matter how many times it f*cks up or how many times you have to convince yourself to move on, I hope love redeems itself for you and becomes a shining beacon, like high beams on a dark dirt road flashing in your direction. I hope you realize then what love actually means, after it takes its toll and makes sense to you in your own special way. Because that moment, after you have fought your battles, slayed your demons and buried your insecurities, is when you will be able to encompass the love for another soul other than your own.