It’s that time of year again…
Don’t worry, I’m not about to preach a whole ‘new year, new me’ spiel, because frankly, I hate that phrase and I like the person I am. But there’s always room for improvement–especially when it comes to dating.
So I’ve been thinking about what I can do differently as 2014 approaches, and I keep thinking back to a conversation I had with one of my good girlfriends the other night.
My gal-pal and I had a sleepover Friday night, and while we were getting ready to knock out, we started talking about love and relationships and all that jazz. That’s when I said something that I didn’t even realize was happening in my life, but it must be true because, well, I was super tired so I had no filter.
Basically, I’m exhausted.
I’m approaching another birthday this week, and I’m just done. I’m too old to be playing this game that I always say I’m not playing but I am. And if you’re wondering what I’m talking about, let me lay it out for you…
I’m done trying to figure out a guy’s intentions. I’m done trying to change anybody or overanalyze a guy’s actions so that I can, in some crazy way, misconstrue them into something that would fit what I imagine in my head. I’m done liking a guy for what he could be rather than what he is. I’m done trying to make a guy like me and, once and for all, I’m done pursuing a guy.
Come at me correct, or don’t come at me at all.
*Deep inhale* That felt good.
I’m a go-getter. Always have been and I always will be, and that’s fine for certain areas of my life, but when it comes to romance, I shouldn’t have to be running after some guy who, in actuality, could give two shits about me.
And that’s exactly what I was telling my girl. If a guy cares about you, you’ll know. If he likes you, he’ll make sure to let you know. It shouldn’t have to be so confusing or hard or frustrating. Really, it shouldn’t.
So that’s it. I’m waving my white flag. I am in no way giving up on love (I never will), but I am pulling myself out of this crazy and stupid game many of us are playing these days and going old school.
Maybe it’ll work, maybe it won’t. Either way, I have nothing to lose.