After a year of silence.
I'm back. For the muted rumblings of suppressed unhappiness.
Four people in the past month have commented on my apparent perpetual bliss. Its true, I'm generally a cheerful guy.
But man, I am setting myself up for a beating right now.
Girl.
Standard model, a little shorter than normal. Musician, Actress, Linguist, into me. Generally fun.
She's been hurt by a boy in the past, and she's bonded with her gay male roommate, who is attached at her hip. And gets very affectionate when drunk. Around me.
Now, I'm a fan of being affectionate with almost everyone, and I do my level best to be understanding. But watching them kiss (repeatedly) coupled with the new girl jitters... its really rattling my cage.
What good can come of this? I have absolutely no motivation to keep going, except that I sorta like her, and that is going to fade rapidly if I don't get this nonsense sorted out. When I mentioned it tonight, she just said "he comes first, at least for now."
Maybe I should have nipped it in the bud, right there. Sorry babe, but if you only give me one fifth of your attention when we're hanging out, I will be gone in a blink. I don't care how much static I get from your thespian friends, I refuse to be marginalized in any relationship.
This is all posturing. If I let that become an actual mindset, I'll turn antagonistic, and then this relationship (whatever it is) will 100% end unpleasantly. She's really pretty cool, but there are some things that will not fly, not by me.
Thats all. Back to happy land.
Peace.
Four people in the past month have commented on my apparent perpetual bliss. Its true, I'm generally a cheerful guy.
But man, I am setting myself up for a beating right now.
Girl.
Standard model, a little shorter than normal. Musician, Actress, Linguist, into me. Generally fun.
She's been hurt by a boy in the past, and she's bonded with her gay male roommate, who is attached at her hip. And gets very affectionate when drunk. Around me.
Now, I'm a fan of being affectionate with almost everyone, and I do my level best to be understanding. But watching them kiss (repeatedly) coupled with the new girl jitters... its really rattling my cage.
What good can come of this? I have absolutely no motivation to keep going, except that I sorta like her, and that is going to fade rapidly if I don't get this nonsense sorted out. When I mentioned it tonight, she just said "he comes first, at least for now."
Maybe I should have nipped it in the bud, right there. Sorry babe, but if you only give me one fifth of your attention when we're hanging out, I will be gone in a blink. I don't care how much static I get from your thespian friends, I refuse to be marginalized in any relationship.
This is all posturing. If I let that become an actual mindset, I'll turn antagonistic, and then this relationship (whatever it is) will 100% end unpleasantly. She's really pretty cool, but there are some things that will not fly, not by me.
Thats all. Back to happy land.
Peace.