I've been reading the book He’s Just Not That Into You by Greg Behrendt and Liz Tuccillo, and I’ve discovered something shocking about myself. It turns out I'm one of ‘those’ women. You know, the kind that can’t clue in to the fact that a certain someone just isn’t into them. Here I am reading the book because I heard that it’s really funny, meanwhile it’s just making me mad. The authors might be trying to help women understand the mixed signals that guys send out, but I can tell you that the signals are just as mixed up when it comes to women dating women. What’s really crazy is that my Ex behaved like a guy who wasn’t into a woman when we were together, and now she’s with a guy who really isn’t into her & she makes excuses for his behaviour. Whew, and I thought I was messed up.
Anyway, the more I read this book, the more I think about what Greg’s response would have been to me had I written to him with my story. I can just imagine his reply…
Dear Stupid with the Ex who doesn’t know which side she’s batting for & never will,
How many times do you need to be hit in the head with the penis of your ex-best friend? You know, the one that your Ex has been riding? Get a life before you have no more dignity left. No one is worth all this pain. She’s dug her grave now let her lay in it with the barely-a-man boy who chose to screw the bi/curious/gay/lesbian/straight/whatever the hell biatch!
Yeah, I’m pretty sure it would've gone something like that.