So this co-worker of mine and long-time "friend" constantly invites me to have drinks with her after work. The first time, she bought me drinks, she gave me lots of IOIs and she told me, "Me and Eric. Me and Eric are just me and Eric..." as in, "I am not committed to Eric at all and I would probably have sex with you."

The following weekend, we go out for drinks and she buys me a drink, we go out to the smoker pit, she kisses three guys on the cheek. One of them is actually Eric, who'm she constantly sighs about at work. I leave the scene, disgusted.

Last night, she asks if I want to go out to the bar with her, at a place very close to her home. I know that Eric is not in the picture this evening. I say no. I am over this shit.

Unfortunately, I spent last night literally dreaming about her. During the previous evening, during our work-shift (at a restaurant), we shared some intimate space. As in, she leaned her entire body up against me, torso to hips. And it activated, in me, some sort of primal urge to have her.

But intellectually, I know that she is seeking validation and that she will go to sex, with me, possibly, in order to get that. So today, I am officially over this emotional fling which I have had with this particular girl, for over three years.

All women are like that. They all want your attention and your validation. And it is a sad sad state of affairs. But you can't let it get to you. Life is too short, and there are too many other worthwhile things to focus on.

Fuck that. No more drinks with that one. Thanks TRP for reminding me that bitches aint shit.