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I figured that the barbe-group therapy thing seems to work pretty well, and there's something I've resolved to get over or something this year. And maybe if 86-and-counting people tell me to give it up, I will.
It’s about a boy. B.
I met B about six Christmases ago, through mutual friends. We hit it off, and he asked me out, and we went out a coupla times. On the second date, he said to me “I’ve never been on more than two dates with anyone” which I took to mean get lost/not interested/can’t do it. So I fucked off. (About six weeks later, I came up with a good reply: "let's pretend this is our third date."
Since then, we've been kinda-friends. We go through stages; sometimes we’re good friends and get on in an intimate, personal way, other times, we don’t even speak to each other. He's talked to me about some of his hangups (intimacy, he's... inexperienced with women, other stuff). Other times, he makes out like I'm the least interesting person in the world.
All our mutual friends can't believe we're not together. We are kinda perfect for each other. Every few months, a friend'll say to me, "I saw B talking to you on Saturday, and he really fancies you." And that's the vibe I get, too. But if you ask B, he'd say I'm scary and we don't get on, but that's not borne out in real life. He tends to pursue totally unattainable/unavailable women, and then gets frustrated at his lack of success.
My reading of the situation – which is clearly biased and potentially flawed – is that because I’m not a lesbian/about to move to Australia/married – i.e. available – he’s just too scared of reality. I’m a real person in an adjacent postcode with lots of shared interests and friends and he can't handle that.
I… feel excited when I’m with him. And I know I give him
something, too: he just asked me to help him with a big project, where he needed a lot of hand-holding, that meant giving up a lot of my time. My boundaries are generally pretty good, and if anyone else had asked me to do that, I would have said no, but I couldn't. This sounds crap, doesn't it? And he's sometimes selfish back: he got me involved in something that was sort of in my interest, promising help upfront, and was then too busy to give it, and I cocked it up.
On New Year's Eve we were at a big party, and during the bit where everyone goes round hugging at kissing, just past midnight, he walked past me about four times. I know he saw me. And of course I could have gone up to him, but I don't want him going round telling everyone I'm a man eater, and just didn't even want to go there.
The next night, at another friends, he ignored me all night, and then when I was leaving, he was all over a (lesbian) friend of ours, he called out "Lilith, why aren't you speaking to me?" I just left.
A big part of me says that I should just let it go, it’s not going to happen. And a tiny, tiny voice says I know he's a little hung up, but he's.... the guy. I go out with other people, and some of them are fabulous - truly fabulous - but it always comes back to him, in my mind.
It's not sounding good, is it? I'd really appreciate your advice. |
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