There will always be things you don’t want to discard, but you can’t bring them to the next phase in your life either. And you shouldn’t. In the end, it’s better to leave them behind.
4. “Beb, I love you”
I’ve never understood why people have put such an emphasis on saying these three words. They ask silly things like, “OMG, when do you know? Because I think I love them already but it’s only been 4 weeks so I can’t say it, right?” In my experience, I’ve found that I love someone when I go through a hard time and come out of it loving them more. Because it’s easy to love someone when everything’s all rainbows and lollipops. It’s when things get tested that you have a clearer idea of your feelings. It doesn’t really matter though. If you think you love someone, then you probably do. It’s not a great big mystery. And if you find out later that you didn’t, then oh well! That’s hindsight for you!
I see this question posted with some regularity in the personals section, so I thought I’d take a minute to explain things to the ladies out there that haven’t figured it out.
What happened to all the nice guys?
The answer is simple: you did.
See, if you think back, really hard, you might vaguely remember a Platonic guy pal who always seemed to want to spend time with you. He’d tag along with you when you went shopping, stop by your place for a movie when you were lonely but didn’t feel like going out, or even sit there and hold you while you sobbed and told him about how horribly the (other) guy that you were fucking treated you.
At the time, you probably joked with your girlfriends about how he was a little puppy dog, always following you around, trying to do things to get you to pay attention to him. They probably teased you because they thought he had a crush on you. Given that his behavior was, admittedly, a little pathetic, you vehemently denied having any romantic feelings for him, and buttressed your position by claiming that you were “just friends.” Besides, he totally wasn’t your type. I mean, he was a little too short, or too bald, or too fat, or too poor, or didn’t know how to dress himself, or basically be or do any of the things that your tall, good-looking, fit, rich, stylish boyfriend at the time pulled off with such ease.
Eventually, your Platonic buddy drifted away, as your relationship with the boyfriend got more serious and spending time with this other guy was, admittedly, a little weird, if you werent dating him. More time passed, and the boyfriend eventually cheated on you, or became boring, or you realized that the things that attracted you to him weren’t the kinds of things that make for a good, long-term relationship. So, now, you’re single again, and after having tried the bar scene for several months having only encountered players and douche bags, you wonder, “What happened to all the nice guys?”
Well, once again, you did.
You ignored the nice guy. You used him for emotional intimacy without reciprocating, in kind, with physical intimacy. You laughed at his consideration and resented his devotion. You valued the aloof boyfriend more than the attentive “just-a-” friend. Eventually, he took the hint and moved on with his life. He probably came to realize, one day, that women aren’t really attracted to guys who hold doors open; or make dinners just because; or buy you a Christmas gift that you mentioned, in passing, that you really wanted five months ago; or listen when you’re upset; or hold you when you cry. He came to realize that, if he wanted a woman like you, he’d have to act more like the boyfriend that you had. He probably cleaned up his look, started making some money, and generally acted like more of an asshole than he ever wanted to be.
Fact is, now, he’s probably getting laid, and in a way, your ultimate rejection of him is to thank for that. And I’m sorry that it took the complete absence of “nice guys” in your life for you to realize that you missed them and wanted them. Most women will only have a handful of nice guys stumble into their lives, if that.
So, if you’re looking for a nice guy, here’s what you do:
1.) Build a time machine.
2.) Go back a few years and pull your head out of your ass.
3.) Take a look at what’s right in front of you and grab ahold of it.
I suppose the other possibility is that you STILL don’t really want a nice guy, but you feel the social pressure to at least appear to have matured beyond your infantile taste in men. In which case, you might be in luck, because the nice guy you claim to want has, in reality, shed his nice guy mantle and is out there looking to unleash his cynicism and resentment onto someone just like you.
If you were five years younger.
So, please: either stop misrepresenting what you want, or own up to the fact that you’ve fucked yourself over. You’re getting older, after all. It’s time to excise the bullshit and deal with reality. You didn’t want a nice guy then, and he certainly doesn’t fucking want you, now.
Sincerely,
A Recovering Nice Guy
This is not half false :)
Re-cut Trailer of the Day: If Harry Potter were a coming-of-age teen comedy, it might look something like this.
(Needs more sex with wizard pies.)
[thewlisrox / rofl.]
Bloody brilliant!!!
“It’s hard to wait around for something you know might never happen; but it’s even harder to give up when you know it’s everything you want.
(via iloveblog)
It was some fight… both internal and external. And whatever the outcome, everyone involved will be hurt somewhat. I do hope that we have all learned some important lessons here. But life is full of uncertainty. And people will change anyway. So fingers crossed everyone! Let’s see what will happen :)
I love you, honey. Welcome back…
Love Letter of the Day: Jelle Buyens writes: “This video is [dedicated] to the love of my life, Freyja. She broke up with me a couple of days ago because she wanted a new direction in her life and the feelings for me were burned out. I wanted to let her know that whatever that direction is, i want to be a part of it. And those feelings she had, they can return.”
To an inquiring commenter, Buyens posted this follow-up: “she has saw [sic] the video…she liked it very much…but it wasn’t convincing enough to get her back at this moment.”
Music: “Worlds Apart” by The Mostar Diving Club.
[reddit.]
what about the worst feeling in the world? Right… It was a good effort by this guy, but feelings are tricky and uncontrollable, so are people who depend too much on feelings.
Becca: Does it ever go away?
Nat: No, I don’t think it does. Not for me, it hasn’t - has gone on for eleven years. But it changes though.
Becca: How?
Nat: I don’t know… the weight of it, I guess. At some point, it becomes bearable. It turns into something that you can crawl out from under and… carry around like a brick in your pocket. And you… you even forget it, for a while. But then you reach in for whatever reason and - there it is. Oh right, that. Which could be aweful - not all the time. It’s kinda…
[deep breath]
Nat: not that you’d like it exactly, but it’s what you’ve got instead of your son. So, you carry it around. And uh… it doesn’t go away. Which is…
Becca: Which is what?
Nat: Fine, actually.