Leave Dull Enough Alone
Sometimes a near-death experience compels a person to really start living. Unfortunately, there's no telling whether your boyfriend will ever have one. While you might feel tempted to help matters along by, say, pretending to run him down in your car, this may lead to numerous negative consequences -- for example, finding yourself considered "marriage material" by your cellmate in women's prison.
Like a lot of parents, your parents divide their daughter's boyfriends into two categories: potential husbands and guys who spend their spare time knocking over liquor stores and boosting cars. Your boyfriend does have the stability and dependability parents look for when separating the fiances from the felons. Alas, he combines these with all the personality of a bran muffin. Your mom and dad find this a minor tradeoff -- probably because they're concerned for your safety and security -- but maybe because, like many parents, they're secretly terrified that their "kids" will move back in with them at age 45.
"Am I being too superficial?" you squeak, practically apologizing for wanting to have some fun. Priggish types do paint superficiality as an atrocity akin to trapping small woodland animals to make fur vests for your Barbies. Quite frankly, superficiality gets a bum rap -- as if you can't gossip about some movie star's cold sore and still lead a meaningful life. (Take it from me: You can be both deep and deeply superficial.)
Fun is an essential part of life -- although it's frequently compromised by the need to make car payments and keep a roof over your head that doesn't have a "Salvation Army" sign bolted to it. Okay, that stuff is important. But, maybe, just maybe, there should be more to life than mailing the Visa bill on time and remaining ambulatory while your cells divide.
Do you like how a guy smells? Do you have sex dreams about him while pretending to listen to your boss? Does he make you laugh? Does he inspire you? (Inspiring you to ask, "Are you dead, dear, or just practicing?" doesn't cut it.) For a relationship to work you actually have to connect with somebody -- beyond the times you go bump in the night. This requires a guy who has a passion or two besides saving big on a can of Planters. Sure, your current boyfriend can probably be counted on not to leave you, cheat on you, or run up your credit cards. But can he be counted on to keep you awake?
Parents should be more concerned with telling girls they'll always need to support themselves -- which would eliminate the need to shove them into oxygen-sucking relationships in the name of "security." As good as your parents' intentions may be, "'til death do us part" works best when it doesn't play out like an experiment in whether it's possible to literally die of boredom.
Copyright ©2005, Amy Alkon, from her syndicated column, "The Advice Goddess," which appears in over 100 papers across the U.S. and Canada. All rights reserved.