I revisited one of my favorite bloggers who is living in Australia and found out that not only do we share the same heritage but that we have the same problem as well.
I think my problem is that when I’m dating someone and they say to me, “Hey, let’s not hang this weekend. I gotta do my own thing”, I’m all like, “Sure dude” but deep-down I’m really like, “Aww, why don’t you wanna hang with me? I wanna hang with you! But since you don’t want to hang with me then I’ll play it cool, and do my own thing too. Fine. I’ll tend to my cactii or something.”
This is all initially. Initially.
Because once I’m actually on my own, in my own company, tending to my cactii and shit, I actually start forgetting about that other person and how much I wanted to hang with them.
And then the next time they call, I end up being all like, “Ah, you wanna hang today? Mmm nah, I really don’t feel like leaving my place today, sorry. I mean, I’m just comfortable here alone. Plus my cactii are really flourishing and I have dinosaur models to make”, all in sincerity too, and not at all out of spite. Well, maybe a little spite.
So what was the moral of this post?
I will crave hanging out with you, but if you say no and let me remember for a second just how much I like hanging out by myself, then I will eventually forget you and happily hang with myself, so you better smother me with your love shit.
I don’t know. Are other people like this too?