I THINK I JUST GOT FRIENDZONED

***DRAFT FROM LAST YEAR*** 

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This is so not on my 2025 vision board.

USO PA PALA ANG FRIENDZONE??????????

AT MY BIG AGE OF 30?? 

WHAT THE HELL, MAN?

As if situationships and hookup culture aren't already fucking us up, we're going back to the old days—FRIENDZONE. Honestly, I have not heard that word in a while. THAT WAS SO HIGH SCHOOL!

I'm so bitter. I'm sorry lol

Soo for some backstory. I met this guy on Tinder (ahh she's on a dating app!!!!- God forbid a girl tries to date, SUE ME!!!) He's from another country, and the one thing that we have in common is our love for pop music, specifically Taylor Swift. And if you knew me personally, you would know just how much that woman raised me. 

He isn't just a Love Story-level fan; he's the preorder-the-new-album kind of fan, so you knew he wasn't kidding and wasn't saying it to impress the womenfolk. He even went to the Era's Tour ffs. 

I enjoyed talking to him because he is witty, funny (not funnier than me, though, but could work), an amazing conversationalist (or so I thought). We would talk consistently for a week—and ladies, I swear, you better enjoy the first week of talking to every guy you meet because that's their peak. They'll switch up faster than the speed of light!

Just after a week of talking. He suddenly disappeared on me. 

Out of thin air. 

It took me by surprise because I thought we were on the same page. Like getting to know each other and shit. Turns out it was just me and my imagination, but I do not fully trust men I meet on dating apps, so I went ahead with my life. Being on a dating app taught me just how afraid men are of commitment. 

IMMA SAY THIS WITH ALL THE SINCERITY LEFT IN MY HEART

GET. OFF. THE. FUCKING. APP.

y'all be forgetting it's still a DATING APP

Long story short, yo girl got ghosted (for the gazzilionth time), and I hate how normalized this has become. I may be used to it, but I'd be lying if I said I don't get into a self-questioning phase. 

Am I boring? Am I not cool enough?

I really wanted to check in on him, but I realized the phone works both ways. 
He knew my number. 

Just like any other day, I proceeded to live my life. I went on trips with friends; I was busy training for fun runs. It kept me occupied.

But just after a month, he reached out.

And from then on, he would pop in and out like a mushroom. 
Some conversations last, some take weeks. Some are left on read; some are delivered. It's a push-and-pull kind of relationship.

Now you ask, "Why do you still reply?"

Simply because I like him. 
(the manhater girl in me is disappointed, but yes, unfortunately, I still like men.)
Oh to be a lover girl in this era is such a struggle. 

In the middle of one of our usual two‑minute conversations, he said we should be friends because we weren’t in a romantic zone or whatever. I stared at my phone for a solid minute, just trying to let it sink in, then played it cool like nothing happened.

But for the record, there was flirting. There was teasing. I just didn’t know he had already checked out.

He knew I liked him.

I made sure of that. 

Now we are filing this guy under the "failed talking stage/got friendzoned" category.

Am I okay? Yes, absolutely. I learned not to force connections if the other party isn't fully willing to give the kind of love and energy that I can give. I'm okay with being friends or even going back to strangers. 

Kids, I don't think that guy could be your dad. 
Your dad would make time.
Your dad would show interest. 

Your dad would be excited and curious to know your mom.

xoxo
Grasya