Who said that just because this blog was en lieu of girlfriend-time and wine didn't mean it couldn't compliment girlfriend-time and wine?
Ok, so I originally wrote a blog lamenting my first argument with my new fella. We went three months without conflict, and it's the weekend before my birthday and BAM. I blogged long, and I blogged witty.
Then Marj & LLuvia took me to my favorite wine bar for... guess.... WINE.
Now that my head is pounding and I'm both a little "soberer" and have LLuvia's sage words in mind, I have deleted my vent. Of course the guy is wrong, I am woman and I am always right (right?).
Anyway, I'm getting better and better at sucking up my pride and admitting when I'm wrong. However, this guy hasn't learned what true heartbreak is (thanx AV) and hasn't learned the lesson I've learned about learning to "agree to disagree".
I so fear that I'm someone's "practice girlfriend" ... again.
I'm so scared.
...and then I'm scared that my fear will screw everything up....
it's such a viscous cycle.
And he's confiding in his female room mate who has a plethora of "fu-ck buddies" for his relationship advise. At what point do I make him accountable for his games and how much credit do I give him for his ignorance and bad dating advice from his roomy?
I really like him. But I can't be played a fool again. It's happened way too many times and I don't want to be the prep girlfriend forever. I want to be someone's "the one" or I want to be alone and living my life without concern or consideration for a lover.
J
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