This is a special post for the ladies but the men may be able to relate as well. We’ve all heard (or uttered) these “beautiful” (yet oh so misleading) words that are usually expressed once we happen upon love (or when we fall deeply in like). “He completes me” or more commonly “He’s my other half.” Now my initial response to such a statement is, “oh, so you were half a person before he came along?”
I know, I know. These words are romantic metaphors not to be taken literally, however people (especially women) are beginning to really believe this figurative prose.

Some of us are walking around as incomplete women with lots of baggage, untapped potential and a huge misconception. We believe that a man will come along to complete us, make us happy, fill that internal void, mask our insecurities, rescue us like a princess in distress… you get my drift. I’m sorry to say mama, but this is not so.

In theory the “you complete me” spiel sounds good and it’s even pretty damn flattering (for him at least). You’re telling another human being that their essence, their presence, and what they bring to your relationship makes you whole and sufficient. But the truth of the matter is that each person should enter into the relationship as a whole and complete individual equipped to be an asset to the relationship rather than a liability.

I’m a visual learner, so let me share with you what my mind conjures up when I hear those dangerous words “you complete me.”

Now how silly does this look? Two halves (or two incomplete people) trying to make a whole.

Girlfriend your potential is unlimited and it would be in your best interest if you got yourself together first. Meaning coming to closure with your past, building your confidence, learning to love yourself or maybe creating a 5 year plan of your own before looking for a man (or anyone for that matter) to complete you.

The key is to complement not to complete. What do you bring to the proverbial relationship table?