If you’re a man and you find yourself bewildered by a woman you’ve known for quite some time, well… that’s no surprise. you’re bewildered not because she’s deliberately concealing truths about herself, or that she’s indecisive of all the things she wants (although she could be, too) but it’s because she is revealing herself, intentionally but not aggressively, in many ways imaginable. noting the fact that it’s intentional but not aggressive, she would always prefer that you remember those little things that she reveals about herself or else… she get’s weird, or worse mad.
and that’s where she leaves you hanging. she gives small remarks of how pissed she is at you for not remembering, or not immediately knowing what she wants (when she thinks you should). you’re bewildered, and after some time, you get just as mad as she is. and you ask, “what the fuck is the problem?”
there’s no other way to put it but, women just secretly love the guessing game; and then hate it when they play this trick on men.
and there are three most sensible reasons (out of the infinite list of ‘reasons’) i could think of that would justify, or would make you understand and not hate women just because they’re complicated, more often than needed.
She likes the guessing game because…
1) it makes her know you don’t only like her, but you’re ‘into’ her
liking her is one thing but being into her is another, the latter is a different ball game from the first. you could like her but not really want to know a lot of things about her - you’re just reeling to your feelings, to the feelings she give you when you see or when you’re around her. but when you’re into her, you also want to get to know her. in that way, she doesn’t feel just admired from afar, but admired personally.
2) it makes her feel that you’re genuinely interested, and not just interested because you have to
there will always be the feeling of “having to know” things about her because you like her: what she likes so I know where i can take her, or so i know what to give her on her birthday/valentines etc… the list goes on and on. you find out the things she would be pleased at.
but if you’ve ever found a girl suddenly goes “aww” when you just remember (take note, not give) something about her, she’s just happy. she’s happy just because you remember the little things, the little things she wants you to notice about her.
3) she would do the same thing for you (or is already doing it)
I guess getting bewildered by a girl, you would tell yourself ‘she doesn’t have to remember silly things about me’. but let’s admit it, when she unknowingly brings a smile on your face because she remembers the things you like, and gives them to you unasked for, you melt inside too - oh she remembered.
she may expect you to remember, but she’s not doing the same thing because she’s returning the favor, but just because she wants to (goes back to reasons 1 and 2) and lucky you are if you find a girl who’s genuinely interested in you, because if she is, she’s starting to love you, and everything that you love.
so i guess, it’s fine that you get mad at her too for confusing the hell out of you. but somehow deep down, you know you’re into this guessing game too. if you weren’t, you wouldn’t bother making it up for her, cause it would only be a “chore” for you.
it’s always complicated at the same time interesting.
(blog post inspired by recent observations)
there are days when you’re just uncontrollably cranky - you hate everything and everyone and you hate yourself for feeling so much hatred even when you know you don’t want to.
1. Your skin may never be perfect, and that’s okay.
2. Life is too short not to have the underwear, the coffee, and the haircut you want.
3. Everyone (including your family, your coworkers, and your best friend) will talk about you behind your back, and you’ll talk about them too. It doesn’t mean you don’t love each other.
4. It’s okay to spend money on things that make you happy.
5. Sometimes without fault or reason, relationships deteriorate. It will happen when you’re six, it will happen when you’re sixty. That’s life.”