LJED75: Dissention in the ranks...
Man, I fell asleep with gum in my mouth last night. I know, it's a risky maneuver, but at least I had a tasty treat to wake up to.
I let Misty know that I've been dealing with the mental stress from the shake up with mischief and flirting, and she flipped shit. At first it was because she misunderstood what I meant by flirting, and assumed that meant I was trying to have sex with bitches. Yikes, for fuck sakes. I would never cheat on that girl. For me flirting just means I'm a bit more charming when I talk, drop a few compliments here and there, and use the word 'babe' a bit more at the end of sentences. It's not even something I actively do. It just turns on in times of mental stress, to distract me the tiniest bit from what's stressing me out. Jesus. It's not like I'm all "Hey, baby, wanna fuck?" I just joke more playfully and coyly than I normally would. Well, I explained that to her and she's still flipping out. That beotch is the only girl in my life and I dedicate almost 100% of my day to her, and I'd dedicate even more if we had the time. I've had to change a LOT as a person just to make myself a good enough person to justify going out with someone like her. You'd think she'd cut me a tiny bit of fucking slack or understanding.
It's very difficult for me to apologize for something that's clearly an overreaction on her part, and she's just looking for something to project all of her frustrations on, but I'm not going to deal with it very long. If she wants to do whatever she can to make this a big deal, it's only going to hurt our relationship. The more good times that end up wasted with her actively hyping something meaningless up in her head into a problem, the more of a problem that is with me. For all the effort, heart and soul I put into this fucking relationship, if she sees fit to put all her energy into focusing on any insignificant negative thing she can find, then it's clearly not worth it to her. And most importantly, there is no way I'm going to put up with feeling persecuted in the one place I'm supposed to go to feel loved and comfortable. I just don't have the patience to deal with even more negativity on top of the pile I already have. I either solve or eliminate problems in my life as soon as they become problems.
It's one or the other, since festering isn't something I do. Her choice.
I'm a flirty, charming, douchebag. I always have been. I love to be loved and admired. That does not mean I'm going to sex up a million people. Or even one other person. I'm not even that interested in other girls at all. Aside from your momma.
By the way, we handled it, and we're good. I said I don't like festering. ha ha.