Insufferable Dependance?

I was reading the NYTimes last night, and there was this really interesting article.

It's about clinginess -- a word, as indicated by the squiggly red line seen in Microsoft Word, that is not recognized to have any significant meaning by a computer dictionary at the very least. However, it has become an integral part of the disliked relationship. Clinginess is looked down upon, but can simply be a healthy dependence mislabeled as that horrible, ghastly word. I'm not going to go into the discussion in depth, so you're welcome to read the 2 pg. article that's an easy read.

I don't generally describe myself as clingy. But lately, I've begun to view myself in that light. And after reading the article, it made me realize that I'm not in fact clingy at all. I'm just the only one who makes the effort.

I'm the one who makes the phone calls. I'm the one who organizes things. Why is it that I have to play the peacock? Why is it that women in general have to? Women make the largest biological contribution to a contraception (hooray for evolutionary studies kicking in), therefore women should be be choosy. If that boy over there doesn't give me what I want, screw him... because I'm not the one that should feel like I'm competing over him. When did chivalry die? When did all of those men stop competing for the village beauty, and instead somehow convince all the girls to pine over them, to dress up, and to seriously, and unfortunately end up looking like peacocks at times?

... I think it happened when the quality of the male went down. I can look around UCLA, LA, SD... any place I go, and good guys are difficult to come by. They'll either lack some standard form of intelligence, have their collar popped up, be rude, be too short, be too tall, can't make a conversation, indescribably horrendous body odor etc etc. When did this happen? When can a girl suddenly not find anyone worth her while?

Maybe that's what it is. What can seem like clinginess to guys, or even girls, really is the partner's mind freaking out over the fact that they found someone worth their time ... and when it hits them that there isn't an over abundance of good people anymore... they have to hold on.

Or maybe I just want to be swooned over for once. Well, for once in a long time. Swooning takes energy, and I'm a busy girl. And most importantly, I'm coming very close to just "getting over it." What's the point of exerting so much time and energy when it's not being reciprocated by someone who has time and energy (maybe not the energy part, but still)? Or maybe I'm just not getting the message. Maybe I'm missing something here.