Stuck on Stupid

Having been on one side of this dynamic more times than I'd like to recall, setting my emotions aside in presenting this entry proved more difficult than I had anticipated.That said, the following is written from my (male) perspective...    


In the relations of men and women I've long held the helm of the "Nice Guy". Often typecast as the "Friend" or the "Brother" by the more attractive of the two genders.

Having carried this title from both positions of pride and disgust I've been more than emotionally wrought on several occasions.

Yet as cursed a path as I've walked it's along that very path that I've stumbled upon insights that will last well into the later years of my life. It's through those pains and those scarring rejections that I've come to understand the relations of two genders in intimate detail. 

Along the path of the "Nice Guy" I've succumb and bore witness to numerous levels of stupidity. Yet the most common and puzzling aspect of every broken heart is the cemented, unwavering, fortified attachment to  pain.

The joyous repetition I've seen of the broken hearted to skamper back to a nest of agonizing rejection and disrespect is astonishing.

Time and again I've been there on the other end of that late night call. Comforting and consoling a broken heart while stifling the pains of my own. Only to recieve the same call but weeks later.

I've heard the same story a thousand times over with the same interchangeable elements. For some reason those convicted to "moving on" fall victim time and again to the same pains. Rotating between "F*ck him" and "Him, him, and only him" before a consistent thought can even register.

Why? If "Insanity is doing the same thing over and over again, expecting a different result".

Then what do you call the above?


The only song I know of that encompasses this dynamic in it's entirety.