| Hey, guys.
I normally don't dig up ancient threads on forums, but I thought it might be valuable to at least some guys in the community to know how things have shaken out with this particular girl.
After good advice from the guys here on the forum, I decided to man up and pursue a friendship with this perfectly sweet girl who, honestly, hadn't mistreated me in any way. I realized that the passive-aggressive player act my bruised ego was licking its wounds with was only alienating her, and was making me pursue other women out of spite alone.
I realized that I hadn't really tried to be her friend (I HAD tried talking to her about other women like a "bro" to make her jealous. Dick move. Don't do it, guys.), and that it was important to me for her to be something positive in my life.
I began hanging out with her and her new romantic interest with other friends in social settings like bars, karaoke clubs, hiking trips, etc. At first, jealousy would seep in and I would have to force my mind from spurned lover mode into constructive friendship mode.
After a while, I didn't have to "force" myself to have fun anymore. I just did, because it WAS fun, and I wasn't letting my ego tell me to deny that.
We would all go out, and she and I would make up games for our entire group to play involving unsuspecting people wherever we were, we would assign each other ridiculous songs to sing at karaoke, etc.
And, yes, I would game other girls on these outings, but this time it wasn't because I was trying to make her jealous. I didn't have a girl, I wanted one, and I was out making it happen for the right reasons. Simple, pure, and attractive.
I suppose you could say that I was finally the guy she was attracted to in the very beginning. She began spending less and less time with the new guy, opting to spend it with me exclusively. In fact, when he would text while she and I were together, she would ignore them.
She started flirting again, talking about having a serious relationship again, and when she tried to kiss me, I stopped her and told her that, if she was serious, she needed to break it off with the other guy and give me a week to decide whether I wanted to try again. Those were my terms.
I genuinely wanted the week to decide; it wasn't part of a strategy. I was taken by surprise because I was genuinely operating from a friendly state of mind by this point. She broke up with him the next day, and patiently waited for a week as a show of good faith. She's now my girlfriend, which I guess reveals my decision.
The important thing here is that I would have been truly happy with any outcome in this scenario, because I admitted my own bullshit, figured out what I wanted, and acted accordingly.
Also, another little factoid to digest and consider. She never even got to the point of having sex with the other guy, because he didn't escalate. "Close, motherfucker!" - Ozzie _________________ "I'm currently treating two sets of Siamese twins with split personalities. I'm getting paid by eight people." - Leonard Zelig
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