Interesting entry I read on a relationship blog yesterday:
http://blogs.news.com.au/bossy/inde...llen_for_a_bad_boy_after_years_of_mr_nice_guy
What I find most interesting was her description of him as a "bad boy" player and among the comments, there were quite many women who agreed with her, while all the men said that he behaved exactly like a gentleman, with his head screwed on straight and not tolerating BS from a drama queen. I guess women don't know what a gentleman is anymore and are too used to AFCs being nice-guy doormats to them. There's a fair bit of blame-the-man game in those comments too.
I'd love to see where this woman will be in 10 years time, when she's no longer attractive and slowly realises that her "career" success can't buy happiness and reading and talking a lot about "the cultural side of life" don't mean that she's actually cultured. Don't think she will ever understand that though.
There's only a glimpse of that man in the blog entry but I believe he's a powerful DJ. That's what I want to become.
http://blogs.news.com.au/bossy/inde...llen_for_a_bad_boy_after_years_of_mr_nice_guy
So this woman thinks she's the catch: attractive, successful, artistic, very social and can get plenty of dates with decent guys. She met a guy who is "in his early thirtees, drop dead gorgeous, successful, charming, sexy". Everything she wrote about his interaction with her says that he's a gentleman who treats her well. Yet she went on to play stupid drama games with him, which reeked of her insecurities, and this man had enough self-respect to walk away from the biatch, while still being courteous to her like a gentleman should. This drove "the catch" crazy and made her attracted to him more than ever, because with all that jazz going for her (attractive, successful, blah blah blah) she was DUMPED. :crackup: For someone with such a high opinion of herself, that must be a devastating blow.Dear Bossy: I am a 26-year-old attractive successful girl who has a lot of friends and gets asked out on dates often. I have had a couple of serious relationships that ended as we grew apart and until recently I was very happy being single and going out on an occasional date with men I found interesting. Generally these tend to be nice boys with good jobs, who text you to say thanks for the lovley night, do not only think about sex and in general are what most women would consider boyfriend material.
So all was nice and well until HE showed up in my life literally out of nowehere. Met him through a mutual friend and from day one I had an instinctive feeling that he was a player. In his early thirtees, drop dead gorgeous, successful, charming, sexy… We didn’t have much in common as I am quite artistic and enjoy the cultural side of life whereas his main hobbies I assume are pubs, girls and more bars and girls. We were in contact for a while, he asked me out and I resisted for a while until my sister told me to give it a go and that one date can’t hurt. Oh, well… From that night on he has been occupying my brain space like no one before.
I have a very demanding job and social life but all I can think about is him. All signs from that night onwards were that he was very intrested but I kept him at a distance and he seemed to love the chase. Over the last month we went out a few more times and they were the most perfect dates one coud imagine until I started getting scared about how much I liked him and the fact that I probably wasn’t the only girl he was seeing. So I started texting him a bit more, being hot and cold, stopped being nice to him, said things I didn’t mean, insulted him a couple of times until he kind of had
enough and one day cut our date short and left. In short, out of fear of falling in love I stuffed up so badly and he did what no other man did to me before - he dumped me even before it had begun.
Since then I have explained myself to him as honest as I could, opened up about how much I like him, apologised profusely, he has responded assuring me it is all ok but I just know it isn’t. It is as if he loved the chase, I stuffed up by trying to cover up how much I liked him, he grew tired of it, I apologised for some pretty hurtful words, he assured me all was forgiven..... BUT since then he hasn’t contacted me without me contacting him first, he is always nice and flirty enough in his responses but hasn’t asked me out again. And I am not going to do that either as it would so stink of desparation, especially after I admitted about how much I care about him.
I know I stuffed up bad, but how in hell do I get him back and to want me as much as he did before??? Or is this just one of those things that wasn’t meant to be? Many thanks for your advice,
Stupid Girl
What I find most interesting was her description of him as a "bad boy" player and among the comments, there were quite many women who agreed with her, while all the men said that he behaved exactly like a gentleman, with his head screwed on straight and not tolerating BS from a drama queen. I guess women don't know what a gentleman is anymore and are too used to AFCs being nice-guy doormats to them. There's a fair bit of blame-the-man game in those comments too.
I'd love to see where this woman will be in 10 years time, when she's no longer attractive and slowly realises that her "career" success can't buy happiness and reading and talking a lot about "the cultural side of life" don't mean that she's actually cultured. Don't think she will ever understand that though.
There's only a glimpse of that man in the blog entry but I believe he's a powerful DJ. That's what I want to become.