Presumptuous Partners

I recently was having a conversation with W and it lead to the topic of romantic relationships.

(I'm beginning to see a pattern in my writing. If it's not relationship-based, it likely has something to do with disorders. I'm a single, empath, Millennial with a slew of disorders and an overactive brain. What do you want from me?)

In this conversation, I was able to truly capitalize and convey (I hope) the following thought:

When a man first meets me and decides he would like to date me, it seems as though he comes to this decision by projecting what he thinks I should be onto me. And then assuming it is true. And then later on in the relationship when he finds out I'm not the Manic Pixie Dream Girl he "knew" I was, he gets insulted/upset/finds me to be a counterfeit. When in reality I never intended to put him on, I was being the same me as ever, he just refused to see it/hoped I would have less of those parts and more of the parts he has projected upon me.

Is everybody confused?

I hope this makes sense. Because I have more to say. First of all: this sucks. It is not my fault that he is being poopy and presumptuous and it is no concern of mine whether or not I am a man's dream. I have absolutely no interest. Not to mention most of the aforementioned men dream in 2D. I am at least 3-Dimensional, and I challenge any of you to find a woman who is not. We are beautiful and complete. And for some bloody reason, there are plenty of men out there who specifically want only a few things. No more and certainly no less. Here's where it gets really confusing, though: There are plenty of men out there who also want their partner to be everything at the same time as being nothing. The irony of course being that plenty of these plenty hardly surpass the second dimension themselves, so I hardly see how any of this would be a realistic future for them. No woman of that caliber would want a flat, boring, spoiled wreck, would they?

Then I considered the difference between how men of the past have initialized their decision to pursue a future with me and how I would do such a thing/how I have. I discovered that I typically will approach the situation as an experiment (there must be a warmer way to convey that). I proceed with hope for love in lieu of assumption. More of a "Well you are quite interesting and lovely, let's see how this goes".

I just wish these men would open their eyes and see who I/we really am/are and admit "Hey, you don't seem like my type of person. Have a great day, off to the next lady!" instead of convincing themselves that my entire frame will fit into a space the size of a Rubik's Cube.