I knew you were trouble…

My dating career can be considered laughable at times. I wish I could deny it, but sometimes it’s pretty fricken funny (Cue Parks and Rec reference). From break up high fives to text message break ups, I hate to say that I’ve seen it all… well hopefully not all, but A LOT. Sometimes I have dating PTSD, but (Somehow) I’ve managed to have a good outlook on life and dating. While it hasn’t been easy, I try to think of each date or relationship as a learning experience. I can use my past experiences as a guide book to what to look for and what not to look for. Mainly, I use my dating wisdom (Haha) to help my friends.

My friends have confirmed that I have good intuition. I’m good at guessing if a relationship is going to work or not (Except for myself of course, that’d just be convenient). Usually when I “call” things I’m right. However, when I tell them my worries or concerns they don’t always listen to me. After all, they’re not robots, they have feelings and their own mind that makes decisions for them-not me. I’ve tried my hardest not to meddle. But that never works. Ever. I care and nothing is ever going to break that not caring mode of thinking. I protect my friends more than I protect myself.

So I’m in this situation now where my best friend isn’t listening to me about someone they’re dating. I know that you technically shouldn’t hate someone before talking to them or seeing them but I HATE the person my best friend is seeing. HATE. I have had bad feelings about my friends and their significant others before, but this one takes the cake. It doesn’t help that the things my best friend has told me, my friends have told me, my best friend’s family has told me and the feeling I get when this dude is even mentioned… Basically there’s danger written all over this dude. Alas, my friend won’t listen and keeps telling me that their beau is a good person. I know I’m being obscure but believe me-this is a Taylor Swift song waiting to happen.

What do you do when you can’t be happy for your friend? What if you don’t like the person your friend is dating? I would love the advice.

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About juliagoolia1920

I'm a twenty something wannabee writer, who is trying to figure out this whole adulthood thing. In my free time, when I'm not writing, I enjoy beer and Netflix. Preferably together. I gravitate towards Cincinnati at night and live in the burbs during the day. On my blog you will find reviews, anecdotes, stories and the occasional rant.

Posted on July 11, 2014, in Past Entries and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. What do you do when you don’t like the person your friend is dating?

    Continue to be a supportive friend and LISTEN. Actively listen, without providing commentary.

    That is my two cents.

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