A lot of men privately hold this fantasy that if they could just bag the unbaggable baddie, it would amount to some sort of enlightenment experience. Like after it they’d be walking around a thousand pounds lighter. More confident. Some new version of themselves unlocked.
It’s a similar illusion to the one that people who are determined to get rich have. Money-hungry people often know it’s kinda absurd to think that making a bunch of money is going to make you happy, but they want to prove it to themselves. They want to get rich so that they themselves can confidently say, money doesn’t buy you happiness. And until that point, until they’ve learned for themselves, they will not accept anyone’s backwashed wisdom on the topic.
What’s interesting about the women illusion is that if a guy actually does manage to bag an unbaggable baddie, or multiple, what he often finds is the exact same thing the rich man finds. It’s not enough. Looking at a perfect face and body combo while you’re mid act is a nice bonus, but it doesn’t remotely compare to being with a woman that you have genuine chemistry and compatibility with.
After all that you end up where you started, looking for a real one.
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