Before him I was called many things, a hoe being one of them. But what was really the difference between them and I? I talked to my crush while they complained about wanting to talk to their crush. The bitterness never got to me, but it got me thinking. What was it that made me a hoe in the eyes of my supposed friends? I never played the guys that I talked to, I never had sex with them, I never even had a boyfriend, and even then, there was nothing wrong with having consensual sex with as many as 1,000,000 people, I wasn't a bad person. Anyway, I'm straying from the topic, I wanted this article to be about getting the guts to talk to your crush instead of secretly hating all others that would talk so easily to who you regarded to the most unapproachable.
Mathew taught me many things, one of them being to get outside of your comfort zone and to just get want you want because there would be nothing worse than being left with the knowledge that you could've done more. So, they say they don't like you the way you like them, so what? You'll move on to the next one, it's not the end of the world. Way back when, Mathew and I would disguise our crushes for one another under the impression of having a crush on someone else, incredibly ridiculous right? A little embarrassment just takes you one step closer to finding the one you can be yourself and better with.
Talking to every other guy every other week with the hopes of maybe finding someone that I was comfortable enough to be me has taught me that, you wont remember aaaany of that. None of the conversations, the stolen looks, and the small laughter, it means nothing. After whatever fling you had with a certain someone you won't face the drama that media seems to portray after every breakup. You move on, they move on, forgive and forget, just talk and see where it takes you, whether it be a one week talking period or meeting the love of your life. There's no pressure to be relationship goals at every second, and there's no shame in getting rejected.
As long as they aren't jerks the terrible nervousness that comes with talking to your impossibly perfect crush disappears after a minute of just. Talking.
