Translated by Tsvetina Zhivkova

 

Let’s just stay friends…[1]

 

[1]Listen [she wrote to all her unknown acquaintances on the forum], I need some advice. Me and my boyfriend met on Facebook. We liked each other right away. I’ve even forgotten how long we’ve been together for. That’s the problem, though; however much I like him, the thrill is gone, it’s disappeared; I’m sure you can relate to that. This is the right time for a young girl like me to live for the moment and try new things. He just won’t let me be alone for even an hour. He suffocates me and wants us to be together all the time and after all, I need my personal space, right? I used to be thrilled when I saw him calling or sending me a text, and now all of that sloppy stuff is so annoying… Like I read on this topic on another forum – “good or bad – it always ends. That is the sad reality of this world”.

 

I even sent a text with our names to one of those TV games and the people there replied saying exactly what I was thinking – 17% match. “You get in each other’s way more than you go in the same direction. You don’t hate each other, but the opposites in your natures make the relationship contra-indicative for both of you.”

The problem is I don’t have the guts to tell him; I don’t know how to do it. I hope some of you will help me; I want to do it as soon as possible.

hey. [the responses appear one after another almost immediately] I used to be just like you. now I say it right away – we go out and I tell the guy I want to talk to him. I explain to him that my feelings have changed and that I’m very sorry. not that it makes any difference to a guy that just got hurt if the girl is sorry or not. but better be direct and hurt him once. this’s been useful for me.

What a teenage problem!!! It’s not the same he was suffocating her he was annoying

: ))) I haven’t read such childish problems in a long time.

JUST DUMP HIM, I’M HERE WAITING FOR YOU

Hey, cuz you’re asking 4 advice, I’m gonna tell u one thing – they invented txt messaging for cases like this: send him a txt saying that u are sick of him and that u want him to forget about u. Clear and simple – no tears, no drama, not even the slightest gush. (And of course he will try to get in touch with u right away, but u should just turn off your phone and forget it all). ASAT.

Yeah, exactly!!! No need to deal with these things emotionally. Send a text and it will be just fine. Eye to eye breaking up will cause tears and long explanations… I wouldn’t be surprised if you end up getting together again and experience the same problems all over from the beginning…

Why don’t you just hit on another guy? When he finds out he’ll leave you himself.

When somebody starts sending txts like that 2 me I don’t even bother to read them at all. I delete them right away. I just know there’s no point in getting angry. We break up and that’s it. I want to add that a similar thing happened to me once, but at the end it turned out the guy was drunk while texting and he didn’t mean what he wrote in that txt. That’s why I try not to worry too much. Truth is in eye to eye contact.

All of that texting stuff is not serious IMHO. You spent so much time with that person, you kissed him and exchanged bacteria, as a friend of mine said; and then you send a text and think it’s ok. Things just don’t happen like that.

“Things just don’t happen like that”!?? Do you know that people in Syria divorce by text messages.

A friend of mine got away with it even without a text. He just changed his Facebook status to “single”. After that he deleted all photos of them together and that was it – no woman no cry.

That Facebook suggestion sounded like a great idea. She considered it for a moment and clicked on his Facebook page. As they say: “Everything goes back from whence it came”. She typed in her password and her profile appeared on the screen.

There it was – “In a relationship” with a link to his profile. There was nothing to think over. Thinking is thinking, but freedom is freedom. We aren’t living in the Middle Ages, right? All of this is normal for 21^st century. Is there anything better than living your life to the fullest? She clicked her mouse on the revise button, bit her lip, something she did very rarely and something which, at some point, somewhat revealed her true feelings; then she clicked on “In a relationship” and all the other options showed and a second later she was already “Single”; she was alone and open to all the new and beautiful things in life.

“You know it’s better for both of us,” was the only thing she wrote to him and let Facebook fill in whatever else needed to be filled in. She only had to take down the pictures of them together and as she started to, her phone vibrated on the desk next to the keyboard. She was shocked by his immediate reaction, but after she looked at the display she was encouraged.

“Tell me where you’re taking me, Gery. I don’t care if it’s Tuesday; I want to go out so bad. I’ll explain why later.”

She couldn’t complain of a lack of parties. They went to so many parties, met so many acquaintances and chatted as freely and as much as they wanted… Who could say that freedom wasn’t great?! It’s great, it’s absolutely awesome. Only if those punks weren’t bugging her all the time with their cheesy pick-up lines; not a single one of them was a normal, decent guy! She probably had to take a break from all that stuff, ‘cause apparently she couldn’t take it anymore.

So, two days passed since she had told him it was better for both of them and guess what? It really turned out to be better. No stalking, no arguments, no pretending or compromises. And he turned out to be such a hypocrite! Why hadn’t he tried to contact her? Why didn’t he even ask if she was sure? They had to at least stay friends… but there was no trace of him. He wasn’t on Facebook or on Skype or even on ICQ. He didn’t send a single text. Did he even care about her? And he had looked and sounded so sincere; he could fool anyone!

At that moment somebody rang the doorbell. She wiped her tears away with the edge of the blanket and went to open the door.

“Hey, kitten, if you only knew what happened! That storm fried our router, our whole Internet connection was totally screwed and while I was fixing the wires, I dropped my phone from the seventh floor; it was unreal, I couldn’t get in touch with you for two days. I came to your apartment yesterday but no one was home… a-a-and I’m happy to see you… So tell me, kitten, has anything happened?”

What was happening was that she wasn’t uttering a word, she just held him in her arms and strictly following the postulates of drama and the dramatic arts, she started kissing him the most sincere way.

“Technology…” she barely managed to mumble, “Can you imagine that Facebook made me single?… It was probably a virus of some sort…”