I think it was the genius singer-songwriter Avril Lavigne who brought up the ever important question…“Why did you have to go and make things so complicated?”
Man, do we complicate things. Sometimes things are so easy, almost simple and we somehow make things harder than they are. We add feelings where they don’t exist, we think we are in love when we don’t know all of their good and not so good stuff, we have sex way too soon in a relationship (yeah…I said it), we put up a wall, get clingy, project our crap….the list goes on and on. At the end of the day we are all just trying to connect. Build. Share. Learn. Love. That’s it. It is a human need, it is us who complicates it.
Let me give you an example.
I have actually had numerous ladies that have told me a story that ends with “well he says he just not interested in dating right now…what do you think that means?”Hmmmm…..What do I think that means?!?
Well, as someone who has started to speak fluent manspeak, I will translate it for you. It means “he isn’t interested in dating right now.” Yup, that’s it. But ladies will sit with their friends for hours and deliberate the whole entire dating relationship to decipher this cryptic message. They turn into the modern day Nancy Drew looking for clues into what happened. Here is some of the answers I have heard.
“He got scared of getting too close.”
“He was intimidated by your (smarts, looks, sense of humor, etc.)
“He must not be over his ex.”
“He likes you TOO much.”
Here is the truth. I wasn’t in those relationships. so I have absolutely NO idea what happened. But here is what I do know. He isn’t interested. That’s it. That is all you need to know. Somehow all of the stuff that brought him and you to that point just isn’t the right match for him. It isn’t personal. Most likely it has nothing to do with you, it just isn’t right. So why take up your time (and most likely everyone else you know) trying to decipher this cryptic code that isn’t really so cryptic. Why let this kick you in the insecurity and have you question your worth? When really you have all the pieces to the puzzle. He isn’t looking for a relationship with you. So what? I bet someone is.
So really, is it that complicated?
This week, work on uncomplicating things. Let go of the feeling that it is all about you, your expectations and just have fun with it. Get to know someone for the pure pleasure of understanding another person and their differences. Collect stories. Build a connection with the intention of sharing, instead of trying to manipulate it and figure what will happen in the future. It probably won’t happen that way anyhow. Give a hug…because you can.
Once you start to uncomplicate, you can just enjoy the journey. Isn’t that the point?
Here is my recent post for the super smart USA Today College. If you have not checked them out, they are a must. Recently, I found myself in a random, yet fascinating, conversation at one of my favorite coffee shops (a.k.a. “my office”) on a snowy afternoon. To be honest, conversations with strangers are one of my favorite things on Earth. Knowing you may never see them again allows a pure honesty that you don’t always get with people you see on a day-to-day basis. In this quickly intimate conversation, we began talking about friendships – and he made one of the most thought-provoking statements that I had heard in a long time. “We are represented by our five closest friends.” The comment was almost flippant, but it sent me reeling. I have always been a proponent of “you are who you surround yourself with,” but the simplicity of this utterance made me wonder about my five people – and am I really OK with them representing me? College is an interesting time for friendships and sometimes we end up hanging on to friendships with freshmen dorm roommates and floormates instead of people who support, inspire us and make our days better. Without even realizing it, you might find yourself spending your time talking, studying, eating and socializing with people you don’t have much in common with, let alone even like. Why does this matter – and what does it have to do with dating? Well, everything. Friends impact us in many, many ways. They can affect our mood, confidence, lifestyle choices, social life, schedule, etc. In other words, they are either helping or hurting. So, here are three types of friends who may be keeping you from your best love life. Do any of them sound familiar? Read the rest of the story on USA Today.
Cuddling in front the fireplace. New Year’s Eve kisses. Mistletoe. Looking around it can feel like a conspiracy that everyone has someone during the holidays EXCEPT you. Considering that this was a time of year that we counted down to as kids, it can be pretty tough when you are single. Whether it is your annoying uncle asking, “where is your boyfriend?” at the family get-together or watching your friends come home talking all about their new college hottie, the holidays can make you feel more lonely than ever. Throw in the cold weather and snow and you might as well hunker down with a cup of eggnog, your blanket and the A Christmas Story marathon on TBS.
BUT what if this year you sat back and looked at the holidays a little differently. What if you realized that this is a season not only of joy and good cheer but also with tons of events to meet people and they are usually in a good mood! It is the time of year to spread love, not hide it under the blanket you are wrapped in on the couch. So lose the Bah Humbug and follow these tips for a fun and festive holiday dating season.
1. Get some holiday life support
Grab your cup of eggnog, blanket and use that down time for good! Write a list of other single friends and acquaintances that are home for the holidays and in the same boat as you. Choose people who are friendly, positive and open to meeting new people. Invite them over and get them on board for Operation Holi-date 2013. Agree to encourage and make each other accountable for getting off your couch and getting out there. Your support team can also help you buy that guy you have been crushing on a small holiday gift or be your wing person as you talk to that barista that makes you laugh every time you order your caramel macchiato.
2. Say yes!
Now that you have your support team in place, embrace all of the great parties and other events during the holiday season. Say yes to all of them. You never know who even your lame cousin is going to have at their holiday function and can always use the excuse that you have another holiday party to jet off too. Have each member of the team pick out one or two other community events that they have always wanted to check out and commit to it. This is also a fantastic time to have a great singles holiday party yourself. It is hard to feel lonely when you are ridiculously busy!
3. Spread holiday cheer
‘Tis the season to be jolly, so take some of your holiday cheer and spread it by volunteering. Even if you don’t have much money, you can still donate your time. Check out the United Way Holiday Wish Book for great opportunities or check in with your local schools, hospital, church or youth center. There are so many places that could use your help during the holidays and what a great way to meet new people!
4. Give a special gift to your favorite person…yourself
Now that you don’t have to spend lots of time and money searching for that “perfect gift” for your significant other, use it get yourself a little something special. I am a firm believer in the happier you are the easier it is to find awesome people to date. So go out there and give yourself a little holiday happy!
5. Reconnect with old friends
This is the perfect time of the year to catch up with people that you haven’t heard from in awhile. Nobody is going to think twice about receiving a holiday card, email or phone call from you. You also never know who else became single recently and might be interested in a reunion.
With your holiday support team, tons of party possibilities and a vacation to an exciting destination, the holidays may now become your favorite time of the year. If nothing else, you always have “A Christmas Story”.
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You know, I have always considered myself to be a pretty trusting person. I leave my car doors unlocked way too often. I am very open with a lot of my stories, even the ones that make me look like an ass. (See every blog post I have written on this site.) In my younger years I was somewhat gullible because growing up in a small town in Wisconsin didn’t leave me with tons of life experience. I like rollercoasters…. a lot. Remember the trust falls, you do at camp or leadership trainings? Yeah…. I kicked ass at those.
So you can bet I was surprised as hell when trust looked me in the eye not too long ago, challenging me in a 4th grade stare down. Turns out, I lost.
Here is another one of those stories where I pretty much look like an ass. But it IS Ladies Dating Badly week, so this one is for you.
Awhile ago, I was exploring something new with someone pretty special. Things had been going swimmingly, which is remarkable for me. After a long time of my own self-discovery, I had finally found someone who wanted to meet me halfway. He was crazy smart, down to earth and the kind of guy that when he started laughing I couldn’t help but laugh with him. His accent made my toes curl and his sweetness towards me would instantly kick down any wall that had been left there from previous suitors. Here is the real kicker, though. He would ask questions, truly listen and every day make sure I was feeling taken care of. True story.
Being a recovering “fixer,” that was very brand new in the slightly wacky world of Kira. Although I was able to thrive like I had never had in a relationship before, I occasionally would default into the artist formerly known as “Freaked Out” and find myself not quite sure what to do with all of the…. goodness.
It was scary. Having this person consistently and lovingly offer something of himself to me every day threw me off. I had never known this and with this beautiful gift comes the fear of it being taken away; once you feel this stunning happiness that you never even knew existed, the thought of it going away is terrifying.
Finally, one night, way too late, we stayed up talking in a tough conversation. I was feeling vulnerable, he was a little confused and I was immediately going to that place waiting for the other shoe to drop like it had so many times before.
Although we were having a healthy and open conversation, in my mind, I was waiting for him to tell me that he liked me and all, but was moving along. Sweetly, of course, because he was just that good of guy. I was waiting to hear that I had been too much of one thing or too little of something else, and it just wasn’t going to work out. I sat there that night knowing we would fix this, but wondering how long it would take him to realize that I was very imperfect, that the confidence I have fades away some times when things get tough. That I have messed up many times before. That I say the wrong things. That tend to spill things. And I spill a lot.
So, in the quiet of the evening. Way too late for him since he had to wake up early to work, I sat there. Silent. Wanting to shout out my fears. My insecurities. My stuff. My feelings for him that downright overwhelm me some days. But as my mind was tired and running, I became scared that he might take one look at “the crazy” and run away. Like so many had before.
So, I blurted out some kind of nonsense. Mumbled something about fear and leaving and liking him.
And then, he looked inside of me, saw my fear and gently took it from me. He quietly said, “I am here. It is time that you trust me. I think I have proven myself to you and deserve that. Without it, this is never going to work.”
And you know what? He had. Over and over again. Whether some days I deserved it or not. He was always there. Willing to listen, laugh, care or tell me how much he liked my hair.
It was time for ME to stop dating badly, ladies. To put some trust in this incredible man who deserved it. Because by me not believing in him, believing in the relationship and trusting him, I was subtly sabotaging it. Pushing him away. Buying a ticket on the crazy train although no one had done anything wrong. A relationship can not grow or thrive without trust. You will just keep hitting walls, fears and hurt until you have pushed so hard that you have given the relationship no choice.
Ladies, we love to bitch about how tough dating is. How many jerks and douchebags are out there. How hard it is to find great guys. How many times and ways we have been hurt. But I will tell you this: even when you find it, the really really, good stuff, it is still hard. Then the battle with yourself begins.
But don’t worry, The College Crush is on your side, and you can win. We have an arsenal of awesome to help you out.
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This is one of my favorite stories of all time and a place where I can look back and watch my life change. All in a single moment.
Grab a coffee, sit back and join me for a ride on the life lesson train.
Let me start by saying that I love asking people about their most embarrassing moments. Not only is it entertaining for me, but I am able to learn so much about a person from their stories about “falling” out of their comfort zone and their temporary humiliation – usually, all with a smile on their face.
I, however, was born a wee bit of a klutz, so some people’s most embarrassing moments are just “Daily Kira Moments.” If there is a drink I will spill it; a rock, I will trip over it. Let’s just say I gave up wearing white years ago.
So when people ask me about my most embarrassing moment, I always look at it a little differently than most. For me, it is not about spilling or tripping, but about times where I was less than my best with people I care about. This one is a doozy.
During my sophomore year, I went home for awhile due to an illness. It was a pretty stressful time for me and my body was taking the brunt of it. In all of his awesomeness, my friend Chad visited almost every weekend. My parents loved him (mostly for “dealing” with their stressed-out daughter) and my Mom had his favorite dessert, cherry cheesecake, waiting for him.
This weekend was no different than others. It was Saturday afternoon and my mood was a little grumpy (as it usually was during that time). My Mom pulled out the cherry cheesecake and asked me to serve it while she tended to Chad’s every need, hoping that he would become her future son-in-law. To this day, I don’t remember what exactly Chad said, but whatever it was it made me so upset that I slammed down the cherry container spraying cherries everywhere. I then picked up a handful of cherries and wiped them across his face. Yup. I did that. Did I mention I am a life coach?
I was instantly horrified by my actions and ran upstairs crying. Sobbing. I could hear my Mom shouting at him to “leave me and my terrible behavior alone, so I could think about what I had done.” Apologizing to him, she was probably wondering how she could raise such a horrible daughter.
I could not believe what I had done. I could not believe that I could treat a guy like that who drove 4 hours every weekend to see me. Especially since he was my best friend. As if I was dying, I saw the history of our entire friendship flash before my eyes as well as the inevitable ending that was bound to happen after the “cherry cheesecake incident.” I sat on my bed tired, deflated, praying that the “break up” would be quick so it wouldn’t be so painful. Or at least he wouldn’t be there to see how painful.
I heard the stairs creaking underneath his feet as he made his way upstairs. A wave of nausea came over me. As he walked into the room, I was crying too hard to even stutter out a “I’m so, so, so sorry.” I just sat there sobbing, face red, nose running, paralyzed.
He looked over at me, smiled, walked towards me and hugged me in a way that I knew he wasn’t letting go for awhile. Then he said, “I shouldn’t have said that, I am sorry if I hurt your feelings.”
I instantly started crying more and the flood gates opened. I started babbling through the tears and confessing (kind of like that scene with Chunk and the blender in Goonies) about how I was a horrible person, friend, daughter and clearly a little crazy. I expected him to leave and never look back.
He pulled away from me, put his hands on my shoulders and smiled. He then said something that would change me forever. “I love you Kira and not just the good stuff. I love the good stuff, the bad stuff and everything in between. I love the whole Kira package.”
At that moment I felt it. True unconditional love. It was amazing.
Looking back, I realize now that up until that moment I always thought love had conditions. I thought I needed to look my best, be on my best behavior and aim for perfect to be loved. I mean who would want to love my flaws? There were plenty. However, Chad taught me that day when you get past the beginning stuff and the “real” you shows up (which it is going to end up doing anyway) that is where the real love exists. It is not about only the good stuff, but about the whole package.
Life is a constant learning process for me and I am the last person to say I have the answers, but I will tell you that I have learned that in this crazy journey there is always a whole package, whether you see it right away or not. I hear a lot of women joke about Prince Charming, but secretly in the back of their minds I know they’re hoping he exists, looks like Robert Pattinson and is on his way to save them. But here is something that I have been contemplating lately: I love the rush of a crush. The excitement of new romance. The breath stopping need for passion. But what I’ve learned is the love that shows up later is the most satisfying. I’m talking about the one that sticks around when you have no make-up on; have your hair piled on top of your head; the one who leaves you with the delicious feeling of someone who knows you, asks about your day and actually wants to hear the answers.
Are you looking for the whole package? Talk to me.
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Every year a movie comes out that is never up for an Academy Award, is not a summer blockbuster and usually doesn’t star any big stars. A movie where you are so involved while watching it time stops and at some point you realize that this a precious moment where you will be changed. You may even get emotional at some point during the movie because you realize that it has to end and you don’t want it to. Usually one or two of these movies a year make their way into my heart and stay there forever.
One of my favorites of these movies is Garden State.
Here are the deets:
Having just weaned himself off antidepressants, Andrew Largeman (Zach Braff, who also directs) returns to his New Jersey hometown after a decade away to attend his mother’s funeral and slowly begins to see his life in a new light. In the process, he confronts his psychologist father (Ian Holm) and forges a connection with a new friend (Natalie Portman).
Three Reasons Garden State won’t “F” you up:
1. They got stuff. Lots of stuff and there ain’t no hidin’ it. In fact, their baggage is almost ridiculous but somehow it works. Even with their crap they open their hearts to the possibility.
2. I can’t help it! I love the fact that they did not immediately make out, hook up or jump in the sack. There wasn’t all of these weird conditions that kept them apart (like significant others or some other crazy crap Hollywood makes up to give us a reason of why they can’t be together) they just met and you saw a beautiful friendship and attraction build. It still makes me smile.
3. I realize I am pushing it on this one, but I seriously want Zach Braff to create the soundtrack for my life. Besides that I think that he and I should be BFFs, the soundtrack that he created for this movie (as well as Scrubs) is nothing less than brilliant. At the end when they played Let Go, I just about peed my pants I was so emotional. I just sat in my seat. It started a long and true love for Imogen Heap and Frou Frou. Pretty much my favorite singer for the last 6 years.
What do you love about Garden State? What would be on the soundtrack of your life?”
Talk to me.
It may be in a house, a restaurant, a coffee shop or a bar (I think maybe even a few bathrooms), but I have had the conversation many times in my life with many friends. Usually in tears, always in pain they look at me and say the words that I am waiting to hear….”I know, Kira….BUT I love him.” For a long time, I would just look at them, helpless. Offering a hug and ear if they wanted it. Not knowing what I could say because what we are talking about here is love.
Love. This elusive emotion that can make us feel like we are flying and on top on the world when we have found it, yet devastated, hurt and confused when it is not returned to us. When it comes to love, it can feel like we are on this treasure hunt, blindfolded without a treasure map. We spend so many days just walking through life, trying to figure out what love is, where to find it and then by ALL means how to keep it when we do.
All of my friends that I described above, at some point had felt what they know of love and were hooked on the feeling. Jonesin’ for it. Even when what was happening in the relationship didn’t have anything that even resembled love. Cheating, lack of communication, put-downs in public and private always leaving these women feeling crappy, hurt and more lonely than if they were single.
But they love him, right? How could they even thinking about leaving? For some reason we have let that emotion/word excuse bad behavior across the nation. We believe that love will conquer all. That if we try hard enough and love passionately enough if will all work out. We can fix anything with love. Right?
Ladies, here is something you should know about me: I am not your Mom. I am not some Judgey McJudgerson who sits on her computer telling you how to feel, who to love and giving you a bunch of rules to follow. As a coach, I want to help you step outside of yourself (and get out of that head) to see things from different perspectives and make decisions based on your head and your heart. Here is my different perspective for the day.
When you are in the “but I love him” space and excusing behavior that is making you feel AWFUL, you are only using your emotions. The funny thing is the main emotion you are using is not actually love…but fear. Fear of being alone. Fear of walking away from something you worked so hard on. Fear of having to try to find love again and not finding it. Fear of leaving a comfort zone, even if it is a comfort zone that feels like crap. Fear of being unlovable.
Because if it was really love, where is the love for yourself and what you deserve? Where is the love for your fellow women knowing that you allowing this unhealthy behavior is creating a pattern that lets guys think that what they are doing is ok? Where is the love for a healthy balanced relationship that are you are not letting happen by tolerating this crap? Where is the love for that amazing guy who wants to treat you well and is out there looking for you, but can’t find you because you are in this dysfunctional crap? As the Black Eyed Peas asked…”Where is the love?”
Let me tell you ladies. Many times you have to step outside of your relationship and make sure that there is just as much love for you going on as for them. Btw, that should be from them and you. Because without it, you will never have a healthy and balanced relationship. You will always be left sitting there, waiting for someone else to deem you lovable. If you don’t have that love and respect for yourself, it will be hard to get it from someone else. You are going to be waiting a long, long time.
Your Dating Makeover Challenge: When you are in that “sick to your stomach” unhappy feeling (in any kind of relationship), I want you to ask yourself if you are sticking around because of love or fear and what you can do to start changing that.
Remember, that is why I am here….to help.
Today, I want you to take a little trip back in time to when I was in college…way back in the ‘90s. At the beginning of my sophomore year, a guy walked into Dante’s (my cool campus job) and after a malt, cheesy popcorn and lots of witty banter, I was crushin’ pretty hard. The problem was that I only knew his name and a little about him. So, I did what every other lady did back then: used Nancy Drew-like sleuthing skills (that would have impressed the CIA) and got to work. It took about two weeks, but I discovered which dorm he lived in, his major, that he was on swim team and a few other small details. I also found out, with a little help from Lady Luck, that he had a long-time girlfriend at another school. Although I was slightly bummed, it was fun to have a little crush, talk about it with my friends and keep my skills sharp in case the CIA ever did come a knockin’.
Fast forward to now and think about the exact same situation. If I would have met him today, within 10 minutes I would know all the info above, including details like The Hangover is his favorite movie, he is into indie rock and has a love for old school rap, that he no interest in politics and seems to love roller coasters, taco bell and Megan Fox. I would have also seen pics of his friends (kinda dorky), his family dog (cute) as well as what could be his current or ex-girlfriend (boo). If I dig a little deeper, I can find out that he is a regular on gaming sites and loves to debate the evil of mainstream music and the record companies. Plus, it’s easy to find nearly seven different ways to contact him. Without even talking to him, I can follow his daily life and let the crush bloom into full blown smitten.
This is where we buy the ticket for the crazy train.
I’m the first to admit that I’m little addicted to “the Facebook” – and I’ve also joked that I’m dating my Mac, judging by the amount of time I spend with it – but I wonder if this constant availability is really helping us when it comes to dating. Knowing everything about a person – without having more than a 20-minute conversation with him or her – allows our minds to judge (I don’t want to date a gamer) or create unrealistic expectations and hopes for someone we barely know (he loves dogs … I love dogs!). Then, when we don’t get that text, call, e-mail, or instant message, we’re devastated and it does a number on our self-esteem.
It’s not your fault.
Technology has completely changed the way we communicate – and not necessarily for the better. The bigger downside is that your generation has been left to figure it all out. Yay for you!
But technology doesn’t have to ruin your love life. Here are three ways to keep it under control.
1. If you can’t say it face-to-face, don’t text, e-mail, IM or Facebook it. Many times we choose technology as a way to express our deepest feelings because it creates a wall of safety. Not having to see the other persons reactions allow us to feel that rejection won’t hurt as much. However, we’re losing out on the 60% of our communication that happens tough body language. leaving us to take away only our perspective of the “conversation,” which leads to a lot of miscommunication and hurt feelings.
Just remember, before you send anything to your crush, make sure that it is something that you could look him or her in the eye and say. Otherwise, save it until you can.
2. Wait to become a “friend.” I was super offended when a guy that I had went on a few dates with didn’t accept my friend request. Hello! We were making out, the least he could do is pretend to like me on Facebook. (Sound familiar?) Once the kissing stopped and we became real friends, I asked him about it and he said that it is too easy to judge and jump to conclusions from someone’s profile and photos. He wanted the people he dated to get to know him – not just what he seemed like on his profile. Smart words.
Extra bonus – it keeps cyber stalking to a minimum and you, off the crazy train.
3. Find time to put away the technology. Seriously. Texting is a severely flawed method of communication – and you end up spending 80% of your time asking your friends, “what do you think that means?” Over-analzying a text message will only drive you crazy. Besides, when you’re constantly talking, texting, listening to your iPod, and working on your laptop, you are missing the real life connections that start great relationships. How can you notice that smile or give someone the “OK” for an approach if you are too busy playing Angry Birds?
In short, it is OK to love your technology….just don’t use your technology for love.
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“Now you know and knowing is half the battle.”-G.I. Joe
Recently, I started talking over champagne (where all good conversations start) with an old friend about a recent article about love that had gone wrong. My friend, who was around during “the Tyler era,” pondered our conversation and said, “What DID happen there? You guys definitely had a connection and you were crazy about him.”
With champagne thoughts and a heavy heart, I reminded her that he had met someone else around the same time and had chosen her. I forced myself to have a grown up moment and added that he seems really happy with his wife and I guess it just wasn’t meant to be. Then she said something that has had my head spinning for days… “Did you ever tell him how you felt?”
(Please add sound of car coming to a screeching halt!)
What was this logic she was bestowing on me? You mean I was actually supposed to tell him that I was crazy about him? That I had wanted him to stay? That I wanted to see if we could take this amazing connection and witty banter, that was so good that it could stop time, to the next level? That there were options and I was one of them?
I spent the next couple days in a Tyler haze thinking back to this guy and our “thing” and all of the time that I spent feeling rejected and sad that he had chosen someone else over me. At the time I was devastated. I recovered by making the very mature decision to date a mutual friend while secretly pining for Tyler the whole time. I rock, right?
Looking at it now, I have no idea how it would have turned out. Tyler very well could have chosen his current adorable wife and things could have played out the exact same way EXCEPT I would know in my heart of hearts that I actually gave it a shot. Played the game instead of watching from the sidelines, a victim in this story I made up in my head about being dumped. I was never dumped….I never even let myself even be considered.
After further evaluation, I realized that this was a pattern for guys I really cared about. Whether it was guy friends that I had mad crushes on or boys I was kissing and actually wanted it to be more, I found it so much easier to just sit around and hope that they liked me. I was waiting for that romantic movie moment where they blurt out their feelings in a fumbling Michael Cera-esque type of fashion making sure to include an adorable listing of “all the things they loved about me” monologue being the perfect amount of qualities that make me feel smart, funny and pretty.
After years of waiting…it turns out that doesn’t really happen because usually they are just as nervous as I am about being vulnerable. They are just as scared of the rejection as I was and would eventually move on to a girl who made them feel good and could tell them what she wanted, instead of confusingly giving them the mixed signals of kissing them and then teasing them because I didn’t want them to think I liked them, if they didn’t like me. Ugh, I am frustrated just thinking about it.
Not until I was able to step back, choose an amazing guy who was able to care for me, slowly tear down my own wall and let him in did things really change for me. It was me who wanted love but always kept them at a distance hoping they would magically read my mind and figure out what I needed. Guess what ladies? It took me awhile to realize it, but everything gets a lot easier when you tell them what you need and then allow them to actually give it to you. I know, genius.
Looking back, I realize that I never regret the boys that I told how I felt. Even if it blew up in my face and the end results were not what I was hoping for, eventually the embarrassment would pass and the knowledge of where I stood allowed me to move on to bigger and better things. So when I finally had someone in my life who was smart, funny, incredible and took my heart and carried it in the palm of his gentle and caring hand I vowed to never hold back those feelings again. Never leave him wondering how I felt, where he stood or how life changing he is in my life. Because something as beautiful as love should never be kept a secret.
So ladies, who are you ready to tell? Talk to me.
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