So I've shed a lot of Blue Pill thinking in the last year and become very aloof, very seductive, and I'm profiting like hell from it.
One of the last hills to climb for me hits this week.
Two of my plates - neither of whom I've seen in a while and both of whom are exhibiting bad behavior - have birthdays this week, the week after my own. They both wished me happy birthday.
One of them had gotten in touch the week before my birthday. She moved out of town but said she'd be back to visit in March. I told her to let me know when she figures out her itinerary. She didn't. She got in touch for my birthday via text and I responded thanking her and asking her if she figured out her itinerary. Silence. She could have said, "Don't know yet, I'll let you know." If she wanted to.
Her birthday is tomorrow. In good conscience and knowing what I now know, with her ignoring my direct question, I can't reward her bad behavior with my attention. In the past I have. Not anymore.
The other I last slept with about six weeks ago, when she lied about being single to hook up with me. Last text to her went ignored. She posted on Facebook for my birthday. Again, in good conscience, I can't reward bad behavior with my attention.
It feels unnatural but liberating to suddenly not be one of the dozens of "thirsty" orbiters giving them free attention on their birthdays. Something tells me they'll survive.
One of the last hills to climb for me hits this week.
Two of my plates - neither of whom I've seen in a while and both of whom are exhibiting bad behavior - have birthdays this week, the week after my own. They both wished me happy birthday.
One of them had gotten in touch the week before my birthday. She moved out of town but said she'd be back to visit in March. I told her to let me know when she figures out her itinerary. She didn't. She got in touch for my birthday via text and I responded thanking her and asking her if she figured out her itinerary. Silence. She could have said, "Don't know yet, I'll let you know." If she wanted to.
Her birthday is tomorrow. In good conscience and knowing what I now know, with her ignoring my direct question, I can't reward her bad behavior with my attention. In the past I have. Not anymore.
The other I last slept with about six weeks ago, when she lied about being single to hook up with me. Last text to her went ignored. She posted on Facebook for my birthday. Again, in good conscience, I can't reward bad behavior with my attention.
It feels unnatural but liberating to suddenly not be one of the dozens of "thirsty" orbiters giving them free attention on their birthdays. Something tells me they'll survive.