What he said: “I know you think you want to be with me, but I have a lot going on right now, so I just don’t want to even go there. I’m cool with just being friends.”
What she interpreted: “oh, so you want me to prove how much I love you and want to be with you? Cool. Challenge accepted! I’m going to do all the things I think you want me to do.”
What he meant: “I’m really just afraid to open up & be vulnerable because I don’t want to get hurt…again.”
And thus they went forth on their journey. Holding hands, walking the same path but going in opposite directions, until the moment their hands split. They were forced to stand face-to-face, totally disconnected and distant. Each asking the other, “why did you let go?” “No, I didn’t let go. You did.”
What he interprets: “See, I knew she couldn’t handle it. That’s why I didn’t get my feelings involved.”
What she interprets: “Maybe I’m not good enough. Maybe there’s someone else. Maybe if I have sex with him or do some other thing I don’t really want to do, he’ll see I’m ‘ride or die’. Maybe he’s gay…Maybe….???”
To be continued…for generations.