If men are visual, which they are,  and if women are emotional, which they are….then chick flicks are indeed emotional porn… and I am a recovering from an addiction…

As I type this, Pretty Woman is playing in the background….

Sleepless in Seattle, Serendipity, Sweet Home Alabama, City of Angels, The Notebook, Titanic, The Holiday, The Wedding Planner, Maid in Manhattan, The Wedding Date, My Best Friends Wedding, The Runaway Bride, How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days,  You’ve Got Mail, Notting Hill, Return to Me, Dirty Dancing, Hope Floats, Bridget Jones…. and I would be bold enough to say that we start our girls early on any Disney movie…

Displaying the most unrealistic of senerios, Porn, and for the sake of this blog, emotional porn, help form the most unrealistic of expectations, placing in our heads thoughts and ideas that may have never formed if we would have only stayed away…potentially impacting any current or future relationship, leaving us to wonder and think, “What if” and “If Only”….  

Distorting reality….. each movie more ridiculous than the next… it doesn’t even need to make a ding dong bit of sense, just make me cry and whirl me into an emotional state of discontentment, and you dear chick flick are a great movie….  the more I cry, the better… and the next movie needs to be even more dramatic to make me cry yet again….

Just as men are warned to guard their minds against the images of pornography, I would give women the same charge, we need to guard our hearts against these unrealistic expectations, and a completely diluted and warped view of what love is, and what is romantic….

I wonder how much reality I am missing because I am still waiting for Matthew McConaughey to save my life from a rolling dumpster….

Still reconsidering her “entertainment”,

Julie