And who is chasing you?

One of my favorite movies is My Best Friends Wedding. One reason I love it, is cause it’s true to life in that you don’t always get your man. One of the best scenes is when she is chasing after her guy friend who is chasing after his bride to be, and while on the phone her gay best friend says to her “Who is chasing you?” The answer was no one. And sometimes that is the hard truth.

When I meet a guy I can’t get enough. I want to know everything about him. I want to know all his life up to this point and I want us to be as if we have know each other all our lives. I do this with most things, just to be clear. I find something I like, obsess over it for a bit, and then move on to something else. This might be why I have never dated anymore than a year and some change. But the point is I want to be near them and with them when I first meet. And often times I find that is not reciprocated. 

So you get bored. You shoot a text. Then you wait. And wait. What are they doing? Do they not like me? Are they with someone else?? It’s a horrible game of trying not to seem to eager but wanting more and the whole time trying to not let your crazy show. It’s exhausting. 

But trust me when I say, that if it’s real, and he is really interested, he will text. He will want to be around you just as much. He will send you the sweet good morning and good night texts. You will know that you were the first thing he thought about that morning, and you will smile. The hard part, is letting go of those who aren’t interested. 

So what do you do? 1. You get sexy. You send revealing pics and dirty texts. Boys lead with their dicks, so appeal to that thought. 2. You change. You act like your super interested in things they are so that you can talk about them. Or you all of sudden need them for something you don’t. Help moving, a ride somewhere, any excuse to see them. You become helpless. Gross. 3. you let the crazy out. Lately this has been my drug of choice, and let me tell you it’s a mood killer!

So here I sit. Waiting. I’ve got some balls up in the air, none of them calling. So I desperately throw some bait out, when what I really should be doing is the opposite. Fuck them, their loss. I am tired of wasting my time trying to get you to pay attention to me and to want me. You either do or you don’t. And if you don’t I will find someone who will. You have to look at your relationships like the chase scene in the movie and have your gay best friend ( which I do happen to have), ask you the most important question: And who is chasing you?