How To Handle Rejection
When Talking To Girls, Wear Bomb Defusing Gear
Balancing Act
One Single Stigma
Women = A Bad Investment
Chicks and Scifi Don’t Mix
One For The Ladies
A Good Girl In Wolves Clothing
Ribbon Butterfly
November 21, 2011 at 9:47 pm
Dear Badgersphere,
This is totally unrelated to Badger’s post, except tangentially (fear of relationship/life failure is included here. Particularly, one of Bellita’s soul-sapping rituals – the break-up). Those uninterested in the small angst of Ribbon’s love life should skip this entirely.
I must admit I gave the introvert two more chances – once at and after the astronaut’s lecture, once at morning coffee. He got to second base, with zero tingle (I was hoping the tingle would magically appear at second base…). I stared deeply into his eyes. I isolated myself with him, in his room. I made physical IOI’s, trying to trick my body into bonding with him. It didn’t work.
I broke up with him tonight. I’ve never done that before, and I hope I handled it with at least a modicum of grace. He actually appeared to take it really well in the moment, but I know I hurt him. He gave me a Teddy Bear of Ultimate Guilt – he had bought it previously, thinking to give it to me on Friday night, after my dance performance. I felt terrible about doing this to him, but Guilty Bear is really hammering it in. Why is doing the morally correct action so painful for me, too?
When Talking To Girls, Wear Bomb Defusing Gear
Balancing Act
One Single Stigma
Women = A Bad Investment
Chicks and Scifi Don’t Mix
One For The Ladies
A Good Girl In Wolves Clothing
Ribbon Butterfly
November 21, 2011 at 9:47 pm
Dear Badgersphere,
This is totally unrelated to Badger’s post, except tangentially (fear of relationship/life failure is included here. Particularly, one of Bellita’s soul-sapping rituals – the break-up). Those uninterested in the small angst of Ribbon’s love life should skip this entirely.
I must admit I gave the introvert two more chances – once at and after the astronaut’s lecture, once at morning coffee. He got to second base, with zero tingle (I was hoping the tingle would magically appear at second base…). I stared deeply into his eyes. I isolated myself with him, in his room. I made physical IOI’s, trying to trick my body into bonding with him. It didn’t work.
I broke up with him tonight. I’ve never done that before, and I hope I handled it with at least a modicum of grace. He actually appeared to take it really well in the moment, but I know I hurt him. He gave me a Teddy Bear of Ultimate Guilt – he had bought it previously, thinking to give it to me on Friday night, after my dance performance. I felt terrible about doing this to him, but Guilty Bear is really hammering it in. Why is doing the morally correct action so painful for me, too?