Becoming a Girlfriend (Part I): Metamorphosis
Kristel July 31st, 2007
Becoming a girlfriend must be a lot like turning into a giant cockroach—like Gregory Samsa in Kafka’s Metamorphosis. Of course, the analogy may be pretty flawed, since you don’t turn into a cockroach so much as you turn into a giant ball of paranoid, neurotic and worrying mess. I guess it hits more when you’re not as girly as the girl-next-door.
Girly girls don’t have problems with the transformation. Think of it this way, they’re used to becoming affectionate and worrying and they probably pull off the scrunched “where IS he?”, angry look with a cute little pout. They’re the kind of girls who every Hearts day would march around looking slightly embarrassed, but still clutch their bouquet of flowers “beauty-queen style.” The transformation for these girls is more—graceful—think “worm-cocoon-butterfly” type.
While the rest of us have to sit up the rest of the night worrying about our significant others, and run the risk of looking like Beetlejuice or Random Zombie #2 in Dawn of the Dead. You realize you’re a girlfriend when you begin to feel the restrictions and the overwhelming emotions.
It can be pretty frustrating, especially when you find yourself worrying about your partner if he promises to send you a message and it takes him over an hour to send you a reply. You begin to count minutes and your toes curl, and it’s not the orgasmic kind. You become neurotic and begin “pacing”, like “practicing-for-thesis-defense” kind of pacing, back and forth, back and forth in your room. You actually call YOUR close friends to rant about how it’s taking him FOREVER to reply. Yep, that metamorphosis.
I found myself nodding my head while reading this entry. As someone who is currently undergoing this “metamorphosis,” I am still amazed at how my personality changed from being happy-go-lucky to paranoid-pseudobitch after being in a serious relationship. Great article. =)
Sometimes that metamorphisis is the guy’s fault. Sometimes it comes from within yo : )