Oops, sorry I didn’t make that post clearer.
Well, fortunately, no… I’m glad to report that works just fine. Let’s just say the lack of interest was definitely on her part
You know, honestly, I still don’t know for sure what she was thinking. Putting everything together, my best guess is that she was just trying to be friendly – she was generally outgoing and open with people – and she didn’t realize that, at some point, she crossed a line and her actions after that were open to misinterpretation. Maybe she was just being herself and she didn’t really think about what her actions could’ve been taken as?
The longer version:
We were on vacation at the time, a small group of Americans in France, and I’d gotten to know her over the past week or so. Nothing leading up to that point would’ve suggested to me that she was interested in anything, but the very last weekend we were there, I mustered all the courage I had and took a big risk by asking her and two mutual friends (all female) to go with me on a trip out of the city. They agreed!
Heh, so the next day I found myself with three girls at a beautiful, exotic little town by the sea. The sun was out, the birds were singing, the ocean was stunning, yada yada yada… everyone was having a blast of a time and we were literally skipping down the streets! For my part, I was amused at the situation and definitely enjoying it, but I wasn’t stupid enough to think it was anything more than a gathering of friends.
At some point, the group split up and I was left alone with the gal I was interested in. We were at the beach, sitting on the rocks and watching the waves crash near us. We shared some music – turned out we liked a lot of the same stuff – and chatted. That went on for an hour or two, and during that time I asked a few times whether she’d like to join the others at the town (because I didn’t know if she was comfortable alone without her friends). She said no and she actually seemed perfectly content. So we ended up just spending some more time, and she was friendly throughout and we were both having fun. I had my camera with me and I was taking photos of her. She was smiling, not exactly posing, but not uncomfortable either. By that point, I thought my interest was obvious…
Not long after that, we went back to the hotel. The front desk said our other friends weren’t back yet, and I suggested that we go find them at the town (again, didn’t want to force her into a potentially awkward situation). She thought about it but suggested the room instead. The rest was history.
It’s hard for me to believe that she was really that oblivious, but she also didn’t seem like the manipulative type who would lead people on just for kicks. Shrug. Maybe she did think of me as the “fat-but-safe” friend, and maybe she was just being too friendly without knowing it. Her “Why does this always happen to me?” response suggests that something similar has happened before; she was probably too nice to some guy, he mistook it as something more, etc.? I dunno.
But anyway, I have no regrets. That last weekend there was supposed to be a non-event (because our group missed the signup deadline for the regular activity and we were left behind), but instead, we turned it into an awesome end! We partied it up afterwards, getting drunk and happy on cider and ice cream crepes… was definitely worth it.
What happened with her hurt, sure, but I wasn’t expecting anything to begin with, and though she did get my hopes up only to crush them right afterwards (seems like that’s an innate female ability ), it did serve as a catalyst for change. A tough lesson well learned.
Back to the topic, I’m 5’ 10" and I used to weigh 250. I had lost some weight prior to the vacation, and the vacation itself slimmed me down further (it’s unbelievable how much more the people there walk on a daily basis and how much less they eat), but I was still “fat”, if not obese. The weight I’d lost in France, coupled with her disgust, gave me the determination to keep going. I’m 170 now, eating MUCH better, and working out or exercising 4-7 days a week. It’s been a complete lifestyle change; I’m healthier now, somewhat happier, and I can actually look in the mirror without getting disgusted. I have her to thank. So all in all, a happy ending