Let’s Put Romantic Love into Room 101 by @RFPM_

Cross-posted with permission from Reporting from Planet Man 

Isn’t it about time we got rid of the relationship fantasy? You know the one, where a woman’s life is miraculously ‘fixed’ the moment she becomes part of a relationship.

The one where women are seen as drifting aimlessly; looking lost, up until she finally finds an anchor to keep her grounded. Where a lighthouse of a man guides her back safely to shore, and now her world is complete. Huzzah! Gone are the days of this woman’s problematic life, which was going nowhere fast: until she embarked on her happy ever after with her Soulmate. Or Mr Right. Or, if you prefer: The One. (Cue goose bumps)

Together they have reached their happy ending.

But then what? Is marriage, or any other long-term commitment for that matter, a guarantee for happiness? Or is it as far removed from the truth, as the picture of a ready meal, in comparison to what it actually looks like, once on your plate.

It’s not until you hear the ping of the microwave that the spell of your fantasy meal is broken and you’re brought back to the reality of your dinner. If only there was an early ping of realisation when it comes to the reality of relationships too. Sadly, by the time we hear it, we often already feel as if we’ve failed. Because we aren’t happy all the time.

And if there’s one thing we’ve been told for sure; it’s that relationships guarantee happiness. So you must be doing it wrong. Cinderella got it right, as did Snow White andVivien in Pretty Woman, so why can’t you, eh?

Perhaps you’re not high maintenance enough? Maybe you’re not feminine enough?

What if your cankles are the only things standing in the way of you and your happy ever after? And so it goes. Women are far more likely to blame themselves when things don’t turn out as promised; instead of pointing a finger at the ridiculousness of what they’re being told. Never mind mis-sold PPI. We’ve been, and still are, mis-sold the notion that relationships guarantee happiness. For. Ever. After.

Because in 2014, we are still being sold ‘romantic love’. The kind that supposedly ‘sweeps you of your feet’ and fixes everything. Fragrant love, that’s never far from a spontaneous sing-along. Where Prince Charming picks you out of a crowd and proposes, within a matter of hours, and since “it feels so right” you immediately say yes.

Because, well, you know: “when you know, you know”.

Romantic love sets us up to fail in relationships. It puts our heads in the clouds and feeds us unrealistic expectations. Women, feeling they ought to be treated as princesses.

Men, feeling they ought to come to the rescue. When these fantasies inevitably fail, we feel deflated. The romantic love balloon has burst. “Why doesn’t he buy me flowers every day”? “Why doesn’t she laugh at all my jokes”?

Because we’re not part of the cast of some rom-com, that’s why. We have to commute into work; spending the day sitting next to someone with halitosis, only to have to commute back home, stopping of at Sainsbury’s to pick up some dinner, pick up children, cook dinner, feed children, bath children, put children to bed, do a bit of housework, finish of a report and then head to bed. If we get to exchange a few coherent sentences together with our partner, we’re lucky. Only to do the same thing all over again the next day. Romantic? Hardly. Genuine reflection of a relationship in real life? You bet. Because in our day-to-day existence, we are constantly, if exhaustedly, doing things out of love. Genuine love.

Slightly dog-eared ‘can’t guarantee it will last forever’ sort of love.

It’s not fixed. But it ain’t broken either.




Cross-posted with permission from Reporting from Planet Man who looks at the perception of women in society and in the media. She approach the subject of feminism/gender equality with a sense of humour; whilst still making a serious point. Quite often she rant about the ridiculous rules society seems to reserve for women. In particular when it comes to their looks and bodies. Other times she ponders the rise of the ‘vajazzle’ and whether it could double up as a ‘pubic noticeboard’? Random? Yes. Relevant? Hopefully… [@RFPM_]

3 thoughts on “Let’s Put Romantic Love into Room 101 by @RFPM_”

  1. Oh god, yes!
    You have summed up much of what I’ve been thinking about as the St Valentine’s Day deluge approaches….

    I get so cross about this obsession with romance as something to satisfy every girl’s dream that “One day her Prince will come” (Newsflash: many of us have NOT been planning our nuptials since our Mum took down the net curtains to wash and we ran through the house as manic four-year-old mini-brides).

    I even suspect that the whole obsession of SVD being a ‘special day’ on which a man has to show his romantic love for his special lady is a cheap pay-off for the other days of the year when she’s supposed to pander to the whims of her Lord & Master.

    Not only is it patronising to women to peddle this myth (unfortunately, one eagerly swallowed by as many women as it is men), it is also does a disservice to many of the good men out there. It negates the fact that they, too, are emotional beings who often crave the comfort and intimacy of a strong long-term relationship.

    At the risk of being labelled The Grouch That Killed St Valentine’s Day, I just wish we could just do away with it and focus on what really makes a loving relationship work, day in, day out. Team work, mutual respect, shared values – and a little bit of chemistry too.

    For the record, I’ve been married to the same man for nearly 20 years, plan to stay that way and am a sucker for “real” romance!

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

You may use these HTML tags and attributes: <a href="" title=""> <abbr title=""> <acronym title=""> <b> <blockquote cite=""> <cite> <code> <del datetime=""> <em> <i> <q cite=""> <s> <strike> <strong>