http://elitedaily.com/dating/pain-falling-guy-kinda-likes/923946/?utm_source=huffingtonpost.com&utm_medium=referral&utm_campaign=pubexchange
That said, here are some of my thoughts . . .
This article makes some interesting points;
however, I must say that I think there are a few holes in it. For one thing, I
feel that this author is being almost deliberately stereotypical, and unjust.
In the case of such partialities, men feel just as strongly as the women
do; to suggest that women are the only ones who feel 'played' is juvenile. It
is also foolish to imply that the man is at fault, because he does not provide
what she desires-
Now, it has been clarified that this woman has made a decision for the man. She states that the 'man was never on the same page.' How can the author suggest that the man was never on the same page? Had the woman communicated her message, then they both would have been reading out of the same chapter . . . I hope you can see what I mean.
My conclusion from this is that the woman has poor communication skills. The idea of 'kinda' liking someone, but it not being enough, is erroneous; it implies that the relationship began without communication present. If you are 'wondering' whether someone likes you, then there is an obvious lack in honesty- and this makes the entire point moot.
To be fair, the idea can be applied to most relationships- but its tone is presumptuous, and she leaves out a lot of different possibilities. This basically puts me in mind of a fourteen year old, buck-toothed girl, who whines about the fact that she can't get the boy's attention with class notes. She passes the note down the row, and grieves when he does not respond because he 'doesn't like her enough.'
But- perhaps he simply lost the note?
So . . . this is one dotty woman. Not only did she fail to communicate her point, but she did not realize that the note was lost. . . yet she poured her time into her own imaginary world of ideas, that existed only as a fantasy in her own mind . . .
She would have fared much better as an artist.
A little bit of light flippancy, here . . . please do not take offense at my critique of this piece. Take it with a grain of salt- if the author happens to be reading this, then please know it was kindly meant . . .
