there’s nothing wrong with me, and i think that’s why i’m broken. i excel in almost everything i do, but i’m expected to be that way, so no one ever rewards me. and i think that’s like, fucked me up. because i’m always trying to please, to be the best i can be, but i’m never acknowledged, so it’s just like a constant cycle of me trying and being ignored. i think that’s why i crave attention from men like you, even though it may not be the best for me. oh well.
(submitted by: Anonymous)
(I’m in the mood to time travel. Let’s answer some pre-pandemic asks, and give these poor, ignored girls a moment in the sun.)
I can’t speak for “men like [me]”, but for the record, I love acknowledging success! If you belong to me, then we’re on the same team… when you win, I win. Your successes are mine. To paraphrase Vidal Sassoon: if you look good, then I look good.
You finished your Masters? Excellent, I own a well-educated piece of property. You spearheaded the effort to rebuild a women’s shelter? Look at all the wonderful things I’m doing in society by allowing you to function! You got a raise at work? Good job, pig… good timing, too, since Daddy needs a vacation.
Also, it’s clear you need someone to relieve you of the burden of infallibility. You don’t need a man so much as a Kobayashi Maru… a chance to fail safely, and face the consequences your perfectionist tendencies inevitably deny you.