I Don't Date Men

More than a few readers have made the comment that I'm hard on women, that they're constantly the targets of my dating entries.  I can absolutely see where one may draw that conclusion.  I've poked fun at women's dating profiles, the loony behavior of ones I've dated, and been particularly hard on certain women.

In reality, I'm equally tough on everyone.  I call it as I see it, with very few exceptions, even raking myself over the coals, when appropriate.  And trust me, I love women.  In fact, I've learned more about how to truly love someone over the past seven years, than in my way too many years prior.  However, by its very nature, my blog will only include my experiences with women.  The reason is very simple.

I don't date men.

Furthermore, as bloggers, we tend to write about experiences that have either hurt us, confounded us, or truly shaped us.  For me, it's a means to gain a better understanding of what transpired or exorcise it altogether.  'I had a nice date with a lovely woman and plan to see her again' doesn't typically require either of those actions.

Back to the topic at hand.

I don't date men.

For that reason, I don't read men's dating profiles, so I don't see the garbage they put on them.  Despite women recounting the crap that men write, no man's profile will ever appear in the DPOW.

Because I don't date men.

It would also follow then, that I have no experiences in dating men.  And I only write about things I'm intimately familiar with.  From what I've read and been told by others, men are just as screwy, when it comes to dating.  Hell, from what I know, I'd consider that to be somewhat of a given.  But I can't say for certain, because...

I don't date men.

So, I apologize if it sometimes seems that I'm brutal, when it comes to the fairer sex.  You'll have to trust that I don't go around seeking opportunities to bash women.  But again, no experience with anything else, because...I think you get it.