Do you remember when I asked you if you thought you were a good person and you said yes, that you try to do the right thing?
Please point me to the system of ethics that says it’s cool to ignore someone when they are talking to you? You know, the one that says it’s okay to not do something that would take the smallest amount of effort known to man but would provide a great sense of relief to another human.
I got that twisted, that one actually doesn’t exist. Like your heart.
Listen up: I understand that my emotions are my responsibility. But I feel like you are putting quarters in a gumball machine and then getting pissed when gumballs come out.
Asking me to not care about you without giving me a reason to change is like asking someone to stop believing in gravity. There’s no vehicle for me to get from A to B, I’m just expected to pretend I’m there. Asking this is forcing me to live outside of reality rather than providing me with what I need to make an *actual* epistemological shift.
The reason I’m still thinking of you is the reason I’m still thinking about the Dyatlov Pass incident. WTF happened? Mysteries are fascinating, facts are not.
You see, when you tell someone you don’t want to date them after expressing how cool you think they are, you’re leading them to the edge of the self-doubt abyss. There’s always a reason people change their behavior and when one isn’t provided I get to cycle through the really fun options of “it’s because I am fat?” “Do my blow jobs suck?” “Did my hair go flat?”
Don’t make people fill in their “why I wasn’t good enough” narratives. It makes them crazy. Just look at me.