I mean, Pottermore placed me in Slytherin instead of Gryffindor... I like to say that New York corrupted me (I spent nearly two years living and working in the city after graduation), but regardless of the cause, I was cursing and drinking like a sailor by the time I met Peter. Like, I rolled up an hour late with a half-drunk bottle of wine in my bag and low-key forced him to chug it while I tried to hop the fence around Sacré-Cœur. Before Peter headed back to the States, we even met up in London, and I spent the entire weekend drunk and jet-lagged (a terrible combination, by the way).
When I asked Peter for dating feedback, he said he didn't think he could be "brutally honest" with me, but I remembered there being a few things he didn't Like, um, I may have aggressively tried to set him up with my friend Christina.
And, like many women, filled with moments that leave me thinking, "But what went wrong on our date? My next ex and I broke up on pretty amicable terms, but then completely fell out of each other's lives a few months later, which left me wondering why he didn't want to have anything to do with me.
My first-ever boyfriend cheated on me with one of my closest friends, which had me obsessively asking myself (and anyone who would listen) what I'd done to drive him away.
He'd had to make new accounts for professional reasons, and apparently thought All he really said was, "I mean, everyone's a little judgmental, I think...
I always felt like I had to be on my best behavior around you, but eventually, that was just the way I was."I had worried that he felt I had judged him during and after our breakup, and that's why he had created distance between us.
Rather, it is to have a healthy balance of business and pleasure. Karen to you that you can start using today is: Within these 3 key pieces you must have active communication with your spouse.
Without communication within each of these 3 key pieces the relationship declines over time.
I was thrown off when he'd asked if I could handle another pint of beer, and he seemed confused when I didn't want to hold hands and cuddle up in a booth (or, you know, when I responded to that pint comment with "The f*ck? He'd also mentioned that he felt pressured to drink a lot on our date, which just bummed me out in general. And, in my failed attempts to balance all of that, I've just ended up looking aggressive and uncaring.
Once again, I was trying so hard to play that nonchalant, bad-girl role that I'd come off as completely uninterested, even though I was definitely into Jake (did I mention he had a British accent? I don't know whether to blame '80s rom-coms or the patriarchy or both, but I'm over it.
But even when I developed a taste for gin and tonics and rule-breaking, I seemed to run into the same kinds of dating conundrums.