I got a phone call a couple nights ago from a guy-friend wanting my advice again about what to do with the girl he's been seeing on and off for 3 years. He's never happy in the relationship, but each time they sever ties he automatically wants her back. Guys - don't do this to girls it messes them up! Make up your mind and stick with it. I'm sure girls do this too, but from my experiences it's a much more male prevelant thing.
The even more skewed thing here is that he's currently dating a new girl, who I think helped him finally decide to cut the ties with the first. Again Don't date new people when you're breaking up with the old - that's inconsiderate. Anyway - now that he got rid of the first girl, the second one annoys him because she calls and texts all the time. BOYS - this is what you do in a relationship and if you don't like it let her know. Otherwise you stop returning calls/texts and she calls/texts more to find out why your not calling/texting. It's not rocket science! She's not psycho - you're stupid! Let her now you want to slow it down. Of course she'll be upset, but geesh. Making her figure it out on her own will only cause angst. I sometimes think that is what guys want so they have an easy out.
This is the part where my faults come in. I can't see why, if something was going good, it should have to slow down. Even when I understand that it maybe should. When this happens my emergency signal "abort" "abort" "abort" happens and I freak out. - so maybe I am a little psychotic. But I've never gone back to the person who wanted to slow it down. Mainly because I'd be afraid that this would occur again and again and my little mind and huge heart can't handle that.
I'm messed up, and it was pointed out to me again last night by my friend Andy, I wear my heart on my sleeve. This causes me to be continually frustrated and disappointed because I don't play the games - at least I like to think.
Below is my most recent example of a man going from scorchin' hot to ice cold in moch 10 speed. I adore this man and understand his situation, but it just plain sucks that I accept it, distance myself and will walk into the next one with open arms for it to happen all over again.
AND this story started out so great.
Girl writes a cooky MySpace message letting the boy know he was her crush in High School. He doesn't know who she is. They talk on the phone the first time for 4 hours and he meets her the next day far far away. (He's shorter than she remembered in hight school, but then again she probably wasn't even 5' yet. She was sad he still didn't have his skater bangs - not really.) They have a fabuolous time experiencing all aspects of the city ending the trip with a cozy nap by the lake. He threatens her if she does not visit him the following weekend. She endures the drive and although not fully understanding what was going on, had another conversation lasting early in the a.m. with a little strummin' and singin' and frustration and understanding. The departure was brief and not ending with any physical contact. It appears to have ended as quickly as it began - NPR this one baby!