´Dating the Nice Guy´.
Just some words that caught my eye.
I don´t know if it was an advertisement or some story that was passing by.
Something that was alluring to me the least.
The story started with a girl that met a guy.
They bumped into each other and met on several occasions.
I didn´t read anything about that he was treating her well, or anything specific.
Just these sporadic meetings and he seemed to be nice.
The story continued with that she told a colleague about him and then this colleague was surpirsed and was going the tell the truth about him.
I was trying to find where the story was going and what it was that the colleague was going to tell.
What was this truth?
I was asking myself.
That it was something, perhaps not that nice.
We all could have guessed.
I was a bit disappointed to know that there was nothing that continued this story.
Then I was thinking about someone I was once was together with.
Also a guy.
He thought he was very nice.
That is what his mind believed at least.
Of course, that is just my opinion.
I believe he is already with someone and that is really the end of it.
But the thing is, that I always kept wondering why this could happen.
As far as I have a sense of believe.
That he could be together with someone?
Not from a jealous perspective. I am actually happy I am not with him.
Although it doesn’t sound like it.
I feel you, really.
I am perhaps here to tell the full story and you can see for yourself what is the truth for you.
Whenever I was dating this guy, we were never officially together.
However perhaps for European standards we were.
I had met his family, even spend Christmas.
We were together for more than a year, I believe.
But the whole time there was something that wasn´t right about him.
His stories didn´t match what he was saying and although sometimes he was nice.
Took me to lunch, dinner a fancy holiday or I could spend the weekend.
It was sort of always my idea.
But what struck me the most, was the way he spoke about his former lovers.
This is why I decided to not be with him. In the end.
Not so much a conclusion or something definite.
Something that was so off, not even that it felt like that.
But just that it was.
And I know he has been trash talking about me also.
That is why I wonder, not constantly.
How can he be together with someone?
This was just the way, why I pulled back.
His previous lovers, gave me an insight of how he was.
Because I couldn’t always understand his ways.
But the way he was speaking and also treating them, was a way he followed.
And it was my choice to step out of that.
That he is now with someone, well yes, I have thought about it a lot.
Not only in a sense of why?
But why don´t women follow their gut and understand that what a former lover has been trough can stop, by breaking through to just say, NO and leave.
I am not here to tell, that the world is so nice.
I just wonder.
Have women became blind to just believe in men’s lies?
Rather than to act and come up for those how had to stand their ground?