Watching the latest movie about Marilyn Munroe got me thinking about those women (maybe there are men like that too?) who desperately want to be loved (don’t we all, just the degree seems to be so much more intense for some).
The need creates an air of vulnerability which many find attractive, and when they too have the physical graces they do find those who desire them, maybe even love them. But their need drives the person away.
The desperate situation of them wanting, desperately needing, to be loved as they want to be loved, and their partner unable / unwilling to cope with the demands backs away, leaves or worse; stays and is cruel.
From a distance they seem so desirable, so wonderful, that there are often many admirers who profess love.
So the vulnerable live with ‘public’ love and personal loss.
Talking yesterday to someone about this I was quite surprised to hear the comment “Then they must just grow up.” But I don’t think it is a lack of maturity, it’s a lack of self-confidence of the sort that allows a person to first like and love themselves, before wanting a bit of external love and appreciation to add that extra to their lives.
I think Shakespeare knew at least one woman like that.