Thanks to certain personal events, I've had an epiphany. For the first time, I get how it must feel like to be in your pants, dear gentlemen. Or scumbags, bastards, jerks, and all the other names you get when you misbehave around the ladies.
To be more precise, I am talking about love (though my perception is somewhat limited, but nevertheless). I am talking about the moments when you have just met a nice gal, who you have taken out for a couple of dates. Or perhaps a sweet girl with whom you have shared stories about your childhood, held hands in a cafe, and exchanged some cute and cheesy words. Or a foxy vixen who has rocked your socks by the core and made you wonder whether there is something more. Then what?
All of a sudden, the nice gal starts to demand more and more dates, and on top of that she wants to introduce her friends to you. The textos of the sweet girl get so sweet that your phone is drowning in syrup while you're trying to digest all the emotions shared in those messages. The foxy vixen turns into so feisty and passionate that her eyes start to burn when she sees you holding the neck of a friend.
Now you wonder, why is this wrong. If both parties are on the same line there is absolutely nothing wrong, after all, a person falling for someone, usually acts this way. However, often in the beginning of a new story there is one who is more excited than the other – and quite often this 'one' is a girl. Then follows the crazy-yet-so-familiar pattern of obsession, paranoia and clingyness, when the guy is not responding the same pace.
Well, one does not need to be a Sherlock to realize that this kind of behaviour is just hop, skip and a week from the end of story. Then come the waterworks, angry drunken phone calls and marathon conversations with girlfriends about what an emotionless dick the guy was.
All this (womenly) behaviour seems completely justified, when you are on the side of the hurt one. But what if you were the douchebag who cannot resonate the feelings of the other? What if you were the one who has to tell the other that she/he is going too fast, too intense, and too soon? What if you would have to call it a day, even though the other person is completely cool and awesome, but just not for you?
Indeed, it is not so nice to be the 'bad guy'. Not only you lose a promising relationship but you get to be the villain of the story as well.
Thus, my promise for the upcoming year 2013, is to be more understanding and less angry. I feel you, you assholes!
