I know that I’ve complained a lot about all of the guys out there who have wanted to change me, from the strangers on the internet who want me to be the kind of person who will give them a chance, even though they’re smokers or dumb or married or dumb married smokers, to the men who have supposedly loved me but wanted me to change into someone who wants more children or who believes in female submissiveness or into a very unhappy submissive woman with lots of kids.
My boyfriend does hope that I’ll get more comfortable with the “m” word one day, but on the whole, he accepts me for who I am.
I should therefore feel a lot more guilty about not accepting some of his particular shortcomings.
But I do want to change him.
He’s a brilliant, talented, sexy, successful man, but he had never seen Outlander. He’d never watched Sherlock or Doctor Who. He’d never even heard of One Mississippi or Maria Bamford or Stranger Things.
At the risk of being a cliche, I am now a woman on a mission to change a man, to improve him for the better, for both our sakes.
Good for you!
He cannot be a well-rounded man without those seminal texts…he is lucky you are there to educate him.