You are ‘good enough’ for me: I just don’t want you
Please stop viewing relationships as a competition
I’m sitting opposite a guy who is irrefutably amazing. He’s clever, he’s thoughtful, he’s kind, and he’s a brilliant thinker. He’s attractive, he’s funny, and he is a brilliant entrepreneur and doubtlessly a brilliant bet for a future multi-millionaire CEO. And I’m just not feeling it at all. It feels like I’ve been on this date for a really, really long time. It’s like I’m in a play, opposite a handsome lead, pretending there’s a chance in hell we’re going to run into the sunset at the end of the matinee.
It’s not you, it’s us
It’s not about you. I know you’re attractive, I know you’re handsome, I know you’re going to be making an absolute fortune in ten years, if you’re about to comment about women being gold-digging whores. I even like talking to you. But together? No chemistry, at all. None. And not in that ‘I don’t know you yet’ way, I really am trying here, but this feels so forced. So put on. So performed. For whatever reason, you and me doesn’t work. This is the romantic sitcom cancelled after the pilot because no one would believe we were in love. The body language is off, the pauses are a bit too long, even the way we talk means we’re constantly off kilter. Sure, if I needed to settle, I wouldn’t…
