I’m actually getting sick of all the celeb gossip when it comes to failed marriages, pointless money grabbing divorces and the attention seeking divorcees, who later reconcile via text messages only to end up in last week’s columns and end it all yet again. Growing up I was one of those little girls who lived in a fantasy world created by Disney, hoping to fall hopelessly in love with my prince charming. Most people, usually angry people, would say that Disney and such other groups “Lie to our children!” but I don’t think so. Due to how horrible, unstable and crappy the world is, especially when depicted in glossy magazines, we need something to shield the young minds and the all seeing eyes of our young generation, so thank you Disney. I’d feel good knowing my little sister continued being obsessed with all things pink and Hello Kitty until she was in her teens, as I wouldn’t have to worry about the talks of “Why won’t anyone love me?” or “Why do people think it’s okay to kiss other people on the lips instead of their husbands or wives?” (Those are just a few of the questions my 7 year old sister has asked me). I often ask these questions myself. Why is it okay?
Plato once said “Love is a serious mental disease” and I can’t agree more. It is a disease, especially if it ends up as an addiction. Any therapist will tell you that you need to understand both sides of a coin before you go ahead with any major project. I think love happens to be one of those major projects in life. Lots of people fall in love, and it’s that feeling that can make or break a person. I’m lucky to have friends who are happily married with or without children. I love seeing a woman smile when she’s in thought thinking about something small her husband/boyfriend did, because it makes me hopeful that one day, when the timing is right I’ll be smiling like her. I like seeing my old guy friends in a happy and stable relationship, as they become like little boys all over again, and that makes me feel I’m definitely a young woman that would make a guy proud too. All this hopeful thinking is what makes love an addiction to me. I get a sort of ‘high’ when I meet someone. I get all weird and blushy, I can’t stop smiling like the Cheshire Cat. My crushes get so intense, that when things don’t go the way I thought they would, I literally come crashing down. I end up in the self dug pit and sulk over how loveless my life will be.
Sadly, I’ve only had one relationship; it was long distance and lasted 5 months. I’ve not had any major practice with love, but I’ve heard and read enough to pretend like I know what it is all about. I get by. These days, and hopefully this year, I’ll learn what it is to be single and how to enjoy it properly without going overboard (the cuts are killing my purse, budget people!). There are magazines I love like ELLE and Marie Claire that give me enough information on love, relationships and how to be single without a morsel of sleaziness. They are what I call the ‘ideal ladies magazines’ because of their focus on women and they have practically raised me, alongside The Times and The Guardian. Without them I wouldn’t be a strong minded woman. I’d be one of those women who couldn’t live without a man or worse couldn’t live without insulting a man just for the sake of it. I’d be crazy… or in the middle of ending a relationship where the word ‘trust’ is only ever heard on Jeremy Kyle. I have already started teaching my little sister about the benefits of clothes and looking good.
When I hear about how some celebs are divorcing or breaking up, I can immediately see if they want to publicise it (depending on how much they could earn being non-human) or if they want a quiet break up with minimal tabloid interest. It’s the people I read about having quiet break ups that I don’t mind being role models for young people. Yeah the relationship broke up after so many years; at least they tried and tested their love until it was no more. It’s the weirdoes who get married in front of the TV and divorce days later (in front of the TV) that bug me. Little girls especially will see these fabulous looking women and think its fine to end a marriage without jumping over the first hurdle together. Young boys will think its fine to call a woman a whore whilst sleeping with half of the town when all his girlfriend or f*** buddy has done is look at a guy for a second. It’s not okay. Obviously no one up there would give a monkey but as one in a billion people down here, if you know young children, seriously take them under your wing. Let them know that life is hard, but they have to be smart in order to live it properly and to the fullest. Teach them and hone their skills. Don’t let them be the ditsy idiots of the future.
This media culture is fast becoming the new religion of the world, and don’t get me wrong I like some of the gossip that comes from it, but I prefer fashion and beauty tips. Marriage is slowly becoming “the opium of the people” and I’d like it to go back to what it was years ago. Please.