Love Is Not Blind, I Cannot Date A Short Man or AS Genotype

Love Is Not Blind

One of the cliches I grew up listening to is “love is blind“. I used to ponder in my young mind what it meant; I used to wonder in my child’s mind if love was a human being but was blind and since I did not have an elder sister to discuss my love thoughts with, I was content with my definition.







As I progressed into my adolescent stage with my emotions running wild and my voracious appetite for books, I finally understood the “love is blind” line after poring over Mills and Boons, Harlequin and the likes.



Many of us use the world love every other day but I’d like us to focus on romantic love as regards this post.



I know guys who love girls that are endowed but end up with flat chested ladies and when I’m like guy how far? they be like “I couldn’t help it, love is blind”.



Now don’t get me wrong, it is not about the physical attraction for me but the truth is when you know the qualities you love in the opposite sex, yet your partner lacks 99% and you go ahead in the name of “love is blind”, you’ll end up frustrated and tempted to cheat.



I know I’m petite and I’ve been screaming to high heavens that my man must be taller than me even if it is by few inches so me agreeing to date a man who is shorter than me in the name of love is blind is a recipe for disaster; or knowing fully well that I belong to the AS genotype and I go ahead and marry a man who is AS too in the name of love is blind is just sheer foolishness (I don’t get people who still do this in this 21st century though).



In the name of love, a graduate marries an uneducated person and in future when there is a dinner in your office, you suddenly remember your partner is not up to your standard to flaunt in public, what ever happened to the initial love is blind?



As a wealthy girl you fall in love with a not too wealthy dude and later rub it in his face how you foot the bills? love is still blind yeah?



It is perfectly normal to look at people we have feelings for through rose stained glasses but believe me, those rose stained glasses can turn to blinders and trust me, it is not normal to create an ideal image of people because most times when we do that, they pretend to be what they are not, so as to fit in to the image we created.



Now after creating this ideal image and you fall in love with this image (blindly of course), who do blame when reality check dawns?



True love is not blind, it recognises faults as it does not ignore differences in social, tribal, educational or religious backgrounds but seeks ways of making these differences work!