I blame socialization. We're so accustomed to being overly accommodating that when our Spidey senses tingle and tell us something is off, we still feel the need to preserve other's feelings before shielding out own. It's gross. EDIT/ Preserve, not persevere.
That’s what did it for me! I used to get so caught up in “he’s gonna give her what he never gave me” and it’s like...SO? Trash men never really change all that much. Good riddance!
I legit laughed so hard. You initiated contact because you saw a pretty girl you wanted to meet, so why would I need or want to earn an actual date?? Makes no sense.
Like why would I spend hours making myself look presentable to walk around and get hot and sweaty?? Lmao. And I absolutely agree; that sort of intimacy is earned.
