The Breakup

BreakUp by ~NanFe

"Good for you". Girls are always congratulating you for ending a relationship, like you've done some momentous thing. "You finally stood up for yourself",
like we're all downtrodden victims and that's the most important thing in the world. Every time I end a relationship I hate myself a little less and hate myself a little more. This confused state is because I buy into the girl power bullshit and feel empowered for leaving a situation where "I wasn't happy", left some hapless dude who "didn't fulfill my needs". I'm making a mockery of some very valid excuses because I know I'm an egotistical coward, and some deep romantic urge in me is disappointed and disgusted every time I walk away instead of fighting for "us", fighting for the messy disappointing business of being in love with someone. I'm not the first in a long line of moany females who think rom-coms have a lot to answer for. On what planet do men have an epiphany and mend their ways out of the blue; that inconsistent flaker suddenly morphing into mr reliable, the shy nonconfrontational dude who bores you with his inablility to react becoming mr assertive, and mr no hoper player man overnight a poster boy for matrimony. Never. I'm gonna cut the next guy some slack I promise. I'm gonna stick it out. I'm gonna have realistic expectations. I'm not gonna let his freaky baggage weird me out. I'm gonna be a grown up. I'm gonna be a woman instead of a girl and maybe I'll find myself with a man instead of a boy.

(I was told that there's nothing special about this photograph, as a non-photographer I felt like I could disagree. I love it. I think it's styled well and speaks to me at least about the pain, the uneven-ness, the sense of change that inevitably comes with ending a romance and moving on. Apparently its just a "filter" thats creating this effect. "Armpit photograph" was the inspired name my non-impressed friend christened it. I don't care. It's my blog contribution, it's my art choices.)

"Cat Among the Pigeons"