Pride is your enemy. Pride wants you to die fighting. There’s another voice you need to listen to and that’s your survival instinct, and it wants you to live. You- and only you, frankly- know what will make you happy. You know how to get it. And what has your pride ever done for you?
Pride will literally kill you if you let it; it’s happened to people too tough to get that bump checked out, too respectable to see a doctor about the infection they got sleeping around. Pride wants you to die. Never trust anything, person, animal, or emotional response, that wants you to die.
The thing is, Mighty_Girl (and my wife will back me up on this,) we men are not really noted for our ability to pick up on women’s hints. We’re actually surprisingly dense at times.
Might_Girl, how you… nah, it’s both too easy and too tasteless…
Seriously, if there’s something you want, how can it possibly hurt to just ask for it? What’s going to make you feel worse, asking for it and being a bit embarassed (or absolutely worst case, turned down, in which case you haven’t lost anything you actually had), or not asking for it and finding out years later that you both wanted it, but no one spoke up, yada yada yada?
Let me get this straight:
You’ve been sharing XXX porn emails for sometime with
a guy you once had a serious / longterm relationship with, but are now ‘broken up.’
He has three months off, and lives a thousand miles away.
You have a job that doesn’t let you have time off until next summer.
You want to have sex with him (maybe a reuniting) and he’s not picking up on your clues.
Girly girl, baby, maybe you should get a clue.
My experience has been if a guy wants you, he’ll find a way to get to you. Are you afraid to lay it on the line because you don’t want to hear that he doesn’t want to get back together? Would you rather hear it now, or after you’ve wasted a couple of years pining for him? The email thing is sucking up your energy, it sounds like. Go out and find the real thing.
Are you just hanging on to this because you have no other mighty boys hanging around? Don’t they grow any boys in your neck of the woods???
OK, enough being a b*tch. I’m sorry, I know you’re frustrated (and how!) and hurt, but I’ve been there, I’ve wasted the time, and I’ve opened my eyes WWWAAAAAAYYYY too late.
My advice is to hang around Irish pubs and talk to the cute fellas who are sitting alone. It worked for me.
Not necessarily. You can never be sure about the guys that wanted you but didn’t find a way to get to you. Look, guys can be insecure, and clueless, and prideful too. He could not be trying to hook up with her for the exact same reasons she does not want to make the first move.
[sub]Ah hell, you know I love ya. smooch![/sub]
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