The entertainment industry has done a great job of taking our deepest desires and bringing them to life. The problem with that is instead of entertainment, it’s become expectations.

I can’t tell you the number of times I hear girls complaining about men and not finding the perfect guy, that perfect Ashton Kutcher or Ryan Reynolds type. Tall, handsome, charming, funny, a self-made millionaire, who cooks, and is romantic, and professes his love for her on the street with a boom box with her watching from her 4th story bedroom. This is a fantasy character. Created from our wishes. NOT based in reality. We know this, but we don’t know this. Always looking for reasons why the men around us aren’t perfect.

Same goes for men. I can’t tell you the number of times I hear guys scrutinizing women, their appearance, and sexual prowess when if they looked in a mirror, they’d realize they’re no dime themselves. It’s nuts. There was this one time this guy, homely looking man, Chris, in his 30’s, balding, probably 90 pounds too heavy for his height, looked at a girl who was not overweight by any means, laughed and said something along the lines of “oh man I could never fuck a whale like that.” I just looked at him with confusion and told him “You’re no skinny minnie yourself.” Or another time, I was talking to my friend Peter, good dude, and he was telling me how he was sooo into this girl until the day she wore shorts. Her calves were too skinny.

The entertainment industry has set impossibly high standards for the people that aren’t in the top 2% of looks and personality. There will always be someone better out there, but are you better? Do you deserve Heidi Klum or Ashton Kutcher? And if so, are you not going to settle down until you find someone in that top 2%? We all need a reality check and to realize, love and relationships isn’t about the little fantasies you build up in your mind, or what you think you deserve. Reality is tits sag, heads bald, and doors will one day stop being opened. All the beginning shit is just make believe. Infatuation creates a better, temporary, version of ourselves. Love is accepting the reality.