For the past couple weeks my brain was so crunched at work, I needed to watch something to unwind and to not think much. Sex and The City, which I watched couple times before, seemed like a perfect choice. I remembered the general canvas, I knew they were not discussing nuclear physics, I love New York…so I dived into binge-watching.
Turns out when you are 32, the perception of love, relationship and men is so much different from your early 20s. Back then I used to think that some women are just unlucky to fall in love with the total jerk and what can you do. Yes, I deemed Mr. Big a total jerk, was sympathizing with Aiden and thought Berger was a cook guy to hang out with. This time around I totally reconsidered.
Think Aiden. Yeah, yeah, I get it. Hard to find anything bad in Aiden. Good-looking, caring, family oriented guy, who was so ready to commit. I almost felt bad for him until he started being so pushy about them getting married. Dude, the girl just told you she needs time to adjust to all the changes in her life. She said yes to the marriage proposal. You moved in together. Show some respect here, will you? I understand the whole trust issue, but by the age you are in, don’t you know that trust and official tying the knot aren’t always the same thing? Why did you have to push your agenda so hard? Continue reading