Believe it or not, I don’t often scan my surroundings for fucked-up girls. And I try to take women at their word; unless an individual tells me otherwise, I’ll usually assume that her strong female exterior is wrapped around a similarly robust interior.
Moreover, even when I do occasionally spot something interesting in, say, someone on a reality TV show, my mind doesn’t go to “I’ll bet she’d want to get with someone like me!” I don’t walk around hoping that every noticeably submissive girl wants to bow at my feet.
Perhaps because I walk around knowing that enough do.