I just learned that an old friend of mine, now in his early 40s, recently met his special lady and got married. I spent the next hour grinning from ear to ear, because this friend is one of the most genuine, sweetest men I've met. He's like a big brother to me, and for years I've been disappointed in hetero womankind for not realizing what an amazing catch he is. Now I can happily welecome his lucky wife into the Spouses of Nice Guys Club. We married Nice Guys and we've never regretted it.
I mean, I understand. Mysterious people, challenging people, charmers with a dangerous air to them... those people can be very alluring. I've been on the crazy roller coaster ride of a relationship that sparks like crazy. It's exciting, and you feel like you're in an adventure or a romance novel. It can be all-consuming and exhilirating, but also exhausting.
A nice guy probably won't have a mystery to hide or an air of intrigue. But he will listen, really listen, when you've had the shittiest day and you just need to vent about it. He will cook or wash the dishes, and he probably likes to cuddle. When he makes love to you, he wants to make sure that he pleasures you. He might be a bit shy or a bit nerdy or geeky, and he'll probably cry sometimes when he's sad or upset. If you deserve a nice guy, you know that those things don't make him any less of a man. In my books, they make him more of one, because the greatest courage is being true to yourself even when society comes down on you for it.
So here's to nice guys. Not the Seth Rogan schlubs that the movies want you to think are the nice guys, but the real ones. They aren't perfect, but who is? I've seen far too many of them overlooked by people who have swallowed the stupid message that nice guys are "friendship, not relationship" material. Forget that shit, single people, and go snog a nice guy today!
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