This post
will not exactly be what you may expect to see on Swag Etiquette, especially
based on recent posts. Recently, posts have been a bit more sympathetic to the
harsh reality in dating and finish with a lesson learned. It was good while it
lasted because tonight we are back on track with what made Swag Etiquette
“famous;” A blog that reminds us exactly why we are still single utilizing real
life stories that you can’t help but crack a smile and shout out “I feel you!”
Ladies and gentleman, throw out any sense of logic. Throw out the idea of
compromise. Throw out the optimistic outlook on dating. This is not a post for
the politically correct. I ask you to sit back and reflect on those past
relationships because tonight we will be indulging in the Z-snap.
Z-Snap: A gesture where you snap three times as you make
a Z-like figure in the air. The snap often implies, "Oh no he didn't!"
or "your bitch ass just got served!" More often than not, it is
usually used by ghetto masters or white wangstas. Thank you for that Urban Dictionary.
If you are a frequent reader of Swag Etiquette, shout out to you, you most likely have an ex-boyfriend or
ex-girlfriend, right? Damn, aren’t those exes something? One minute you are planning
your lives together, the next you become perfect strangers.
For the sake of this post, let us rewind back to that whole “life
planning” section. I am not sure who came up with the phrase “love conquers
all” or “love is all you need” because if I did, they wouldn’t be alive today. Just kidding, don’t arrest me. These
optimistic individuals clearly did not date the guy who was incapable of
finishing a community college course without dropping mid-semester. I highly
doubt those individuals dated the guy who refused to move out of his mother’s
basement because he simply could not get it together. Those optimists must have
avoided dating the ones who rack up thousands of dollars in IOUs because they
simply couldn’t pay up. Those same individuals must have avoided dating the
one’s who are incapable of purchasing a whip of their own and therefore use yours
without contributing to gas or toll fees. Ladies, fellas, I know you hear me…
Take a deep breath, crack a smile because you know it’s happened to you and
indulge in that Z-snap because you feel me!
So here is where it begins. You become fed up in your relationship. No
longer can you financial support this person. No longer can you emotionally
cope with someone who is incapable of managing his or her life lessons. No
longer will you be with someone who time and time again can’t commit. No longer
can you stand to say encouraging words to someone who simply can’t hear you.
More and more you grow tired and you find yourself reflecting on the relationship
realizing you just can’t make it work and naturally in time, you break up. You
are officially an ex.
Now here is where it gets weird and therefore
evokes the classic Z-snap. I don’t know exactly how the switch happens but have
you ever noticed that after a break up, you both seem to thrive? Usually. Let me explain. An ex of mine
was so incredibly intelligent, it made me sick. You know, those people who can
study for ten minutes and ace a test while you spend your entire night
outlining and highlighting only to achieve a C- on that same text? As
intelligent as he was, he simply couldn’t move forward in his college career.
It wasn’t until we broke up that something clicked, I mean really clicked where
the day we closed the door to the apartment we shared was the day he moved
forward into the military only to specialize in nuclear engineering. I was
“homeless” for 9 months post breakup. Seriously?!
Than there was my other ex who had a similar
story except in addition he was trapped in his mother’s basement. By the way,
convincing a man to move out of his mother’s basement and embrace independence
is no easy task. Post-breakup he enrolled in culinary arts and is living
independently. Well, almost, but ill take what I can get.
My final example is the man who was incapable of
committing. Oh he was my favorite; the one who will have his own chapter in the
print edition of Swag Etiquette if I ever have the courage to finish it because
readers, trust me, you will want to read about this one. I won’t go into full
detail but lets just say, he was a great contributor in how I gained greater
knowledge of “The Player.” After two years of on-again-off-again relationship
statuses, our relationship or whatever it was, was a wrap. Post breakup however
I came to find out he was in a 2 year committed relationship with over the top
“I love you” wall-to-wall comments and a profile picture that even brings The
Notebook cover to shame. I found myself perplexed and asked myself over and
over, what was so hard committing to me?
I write this post because for one, I clearly can
relate to the concept and secondly because of the reality it highlights when it
comes to relationships. We come into each relationship better than the next. We
come with greater experience in many aspects necessary. We act on lessons
learned. We now have a clearer mind. I just wish I wasn’t the one who fell
victim to being the teacher.
Lesson: There is no way to predict how a
relationship will fall together; however, if one cannot stand on his or her own
and you are unable to keep that individual afloat, let them go. It is not easy.
There may be tears. There may be anger. Okay, a lot of anger; however, this I can
promise. There will be a time when you find yourself able to sit back and
reflect on your relationship with that individual. You will be able to share
the story making full use of the Z-snap and additional expressive slang quoting
“Oh yes he did!” However, while doing so, it will all be in laughter because you
too are now in a better place.