Nicole, my kindred spirit in skinny jeans, had a good read of my blog about her conundrum the other day, and thank you all for the comments re her plight! A couple of days later I received this message from her on facebook:
Nicole is getting some seriously hardcore comments!! The good luck ones are nice lol, but the one that’s made me FURIOUS is the ‘just go and find a single man’ one. AS IF IT’S THAT FUCKING EASY???!! I’ve been looking for 25 years!!!!!!!! Who are these women who can just go out and get a man???? Am starting to think there is something seriously wrong with me. Not kidding.
Cannot BELIEVE the Hobbitt is going around telling people and then not even texting you back. And Short Shorts??! Wtf?! I give up, I really do. Good blogs though. Excellent.
Love you so hard xxxxx
I do feel the need to raise issue with this statement mind you; ‘Am starting to think there is something seriously wrong with me. Not kidding.’
Nicole, my darling; (I say this with love) you are not the first person in the world to get shat on by a bloke, it happens every day and it isn’t because there’s something wrong with you – it’s because there’s something wrong with them… and one in particular – git.
(I would like to take the time to mention that I’m not including any lovely men who read this blog in the above statement! Unless said bloke is a cheating scum bag. You never can tell… *cough* Mark Owen *cough*.)
Let me ask you this though – you read stories about girls/women meeting the loves of their lives and living happily ever after and wish you could be them, but would you ever want to be the leading lady in this story? I know I wouldn’t.
As I know from my own experiences with falling in love with total pricks, there is no way of saying this differently. I know you have to learn it for yourself, so I’m thinking that texting the bastard is actually the way to go. I hope that when you see him again you see him for what he is, but you probably won’t.