Poor Lucky Me,
There’s nothing “dear” about me or my story, so I’ll spare us both the formalities. Mine’s a story heard all too often and never with a happy ending. The headlong rush toward self-destruction and romance too often taken through a bottle of whiskey and a dash false-modesty sometimes culminates in a protracted custody battle, right?
But unprotected sex aside, how do you suggest an arrogant sonofabitch, such as myself ever find his way back toward romance. I’m in love with the product of my foolhardy actions; he’s a smart and funny boy cuter than I ever was or will be and twice as empathetic.
The pity part isn’t the tens of thousands washed down the drain of an unforgiving legal system and the angry alley cat on the other side; the real tragedy is that I’m still in love with myself and haven’t got a self-reflective bone in my body.
Short of a bone marrow transplant what do you suggest?
Humbly,
Unfortunately Handsome
Dear Unfortunately Handsome,
People like us must triumph over a (usually alcohol fueled) series of bad choices and achieve great successes by failing upwards. It makes regular looking people have faith that they too can make something out of lives. Look at Mickey Rourke for god’s sake!
Self-Reflection might seems like a good idea but there’s a nasty side that people don’t really talk about: it can make you feel bad about yourself. And that’s the pits. But, then you can brag to people about what great perspective you have, and how in tune you are with your emotions. And that’s good. So it’s challenging.
I think you can find romance in the person who appreciates you for exactly who you are. Find someone with whom you share a mutual love and admiration for you. You’ll have something in common right off the bat.
Sincerely,
I feel that I can address you as such because it’s obvious that we share the kinship of devastating good looks. Indeed. You and I have special qualities that other people cannot deny, ignore, or help but envy.
Poor Luck Me
Huh? I read this question three times and I still don’t get it.
I’ll summarize: good-looking person get drunk, has one-night stand that results in pregnancy. Said person loves child most, himself second, others a distant third. He is looking for a way to fall in love again while maintaining love-affair with himself.