The Dark Side Of Being A Wise Woman

“Ignorance can be bliss. Because the truth is isolating.”

“I’ve found that common sense ain’t so common.”

-Mark Twain

There was one relationship I had a few years back that haunts me to this day. Because of my experiences with this man, I haven’t been the same since.

I shouldn’t still be angry at what transpired, because dealing with that man transformed me into a wise woman. I knew that once we stopped talking and seeing each other I could no longer be a maiden, desperate for attention, love, and validation.

My eyes were finally opened.

For the first time in my life, my delusions couldn’t shelter me anymore. The blanket of needing to be a good woman couldn’t comfort me. I had to finally face the cold reality of men, of relationships of all kinds. And of life.

I am grateful that I was led to my personal truth in my 20s. But I also resent it.

Ignorance can be bliss. Because the truth is isolating.

I feel like I know too much for my age. I am even more withdrawn than I was before, which is terrifying at times. I just don’t understand why women make certain decisions, over and over again. It seems stupid to me. I feel far removed from having a normal life. And sometimes it just plain sucks.

Being smart is not fun. Being able to correctly anticipate the actions of people leads me to not even want to try and get to know…