I had to "clarify" the nature of our casual relationship with a girl the other week because I thought it was the kinder, honourable thing to do - rather than let her get too attached and risk more serious damage later on. I felt my hand had been forced by some contraceptive issues.
Now it turns out she actually had a pretty good idea about the kind of guy I am and what my agenda is - she just couldn't handle hearing it out loud. Now that's hardly news, but this was an exceptionally smart girl, and I thought this one, THIS ONE, ought to be able to handle the truth (I can already hear the collective facepalms).
Initially there was some "yeah, of course" acknowledgement from her, but who wants to guess what came next? She starts spiralling, she's p!ssed because I've "cheapened" the (fairly awesome) casual sex we've been having, lol (sigh). I disengage and distance, because hey, I haven't totally forgotten the basics, and I know I won't be winning this one with rational argument. I fvcked her pretty damn well, and I think she'll find a way to rationalise herself underneath me again in a few weeks if I'm not mistaken.
In the end she basically suggests that I should have gone about my man-whoring and never said a word about it to her. That, would have sat just fine with her apparently. I have to hand it to her, as retarded as it is, at least she was actually able to acknowledge that she has that need for a bullsh!t narrative, that's still a step up on most.
So, reminder to self: Women will always prefer a beautiful fantasy to the ugly truth, ALL OF THEM, ALL OF THE TIME.
Now it turns out she actually had a pretty good idea about the kind of guy I am and what my agenda is - she just couldn't handle hearing it out loud. Now that's hardly news, but this was an exceptionally smart girl, and I thought this one, THIS ONE, ought to be able to handle the truth (I can already hear the collective facepalms).
Initially there was some "yeah, of course" acknowledgement from her, but who wants to guess what came next? She starts spiralling, she's p!ssed because I've "cheapened" the (fairly awesome) casual sex we've been having, lol (sigh). I disengage and distance, because hey, I haven't totally forgotten the basics, and I know I won't be winning this one with rational argument. I fvcked her pretty damn well, and I think she'll find a way to rationalise herself underneath me again in a few weeks if I'm not mistaken.
In the end she basically suggests that I should have gone about my man-whoring and never said a word about it to her. That, would have sat just fine with her apparently. I have to hand it to her, as retarded as it is, at least she was actually able to acknowledge that she has that need for a bullsh!t narrative, that's still a step up on most.
So, reminder to self: Women will always prefer a beautiful fantasy to the ugly truth, ALL OF THEM, ALL OF THE TIME.