This is a place to share greentexts and witness the confounding life of Anon. If you're new to the Greentext community, think of it as a sort of zoo with Anon as the main attraction.
Be warned:
If you find yourself getting angry (or god forbid, agreeing) with something Anon has said, you might be doing it wrong.
I don’t think I can blame Anon. “Should we try it out?” isn’t exactly stirring my passions, either.
Under the circumstances, it sounds like “you’re my least terrible option left, so maybe I can settle for you. On a trial basis, of course.” Uh, no thanks.
Bold of you to think anons story is real and straight
It’s more fun to play along, and unless I’m missing something, I kept it gender neutral.
Anon is on the internet. No girls there.
Anon had a girl interested in fucking him: fake.
Anon turned down a girl that wanted to fuck him: gay.
"She fucked so many guys"
Uh...okay?
I think they’re trying to say that he doesn’t even feel like her backup, he’s her backup x times removed. Which kinda undercuts his point a bit, but does set the stage for a complete removal of attraction and the very particular manic ending they wrote for their story
There's something insulting about being the one she wants to settle down with after a bunch of flings etc.
When's my turn to have fun?
Who was stopping you?
You had me until you brought up how many guys she fucked. Grow up anon
I mean... he took his shot with her 5 years ago, was rejected and then stayed friends while she went through all those other guys to then come back around and try to settle for him. I can see how he'd struggle with that. I'd probably feel like a last resort in that situation too. Also I think this story is rage bait so don't get to invested.
it's definitely incel ragebait.
It’s pretty clear to me that anon carefully crafted this story, no matter how much of it is actually real, to cast himself in the best possible light and show this woman as evil. It’s telling that in doing so he didn’t even realize that it reflected poorly on him to shame her for having sex with someone who wasn’t him.
But have you considered that anon can't count past 2 so everything else is countless.
Fake: anon has a female friend
Gay: anon isn't interested in her
These stories are even more real and true than the real and true stories on r/aita. OP just forgot the part where the crying bald eagle stood up and clapped at the end
This particular fantasy (one day I'll get to reject the women who rejected me first and they'd never be able to handle it as gracefully as I did) seems somewhat common among young men who have trouble connecting with women.
But the false premise at the center of it is that the man is such a good friend to the woman, and the woman's dating/romantic life hasn't found anyone nearly as understanding or kind or empathetic. And part of that belief is some kind of assumption that life is an RPG where everyone is allotted the same number of points to distribute, and anyone who is maxed on charisma must be less intelligent or empathetic or something.
Realistically, men who are friends with women tend to do better with dating and relationships than men who aren't close to women. The friends of friends angle is a great pipeline for searching for partners, assuming your personality makes your friends comfortable connecting you with their friends.
Anon is valid to feel this way. Without condoning or condemning, I understand.
He got over his crush and got on with his life. There's nothing evil about that.
Anon got over their crush and got on with their life, nothing wrong with that at all.
Besides, it sounds like they're about option J here, and it's perfectly okay to not be happy about that.
There’s nothing wrong with not wanting to date someone years after you had feelings for them. However the body count reference gives me the incel ick.
Turns out, being rejected by someone you're in love with actually sucks, and that goes double if you were friends with them. Sure you can try and stay friends with them after, but whether that works depends a lot on your state of mind/mental health, the rest of your social circle and the state of your life in general (and on how the rejecter/friend acts, of course). Your average 4chan poster is spectacularly ill-equipped to make it actually work well, even if they somehow aren't somewhat misogynistic.
At the same time, just keeping it to yourself is probably not a good option either, if you're not the type who can actually move on after a while (e.g. by crushing on someone else).
Yeah I super get this. Back at the height of the whole "friend zone" thing I had been hanging out with a friend one on one very regularly and began crushing on her, asked her out at some point, she said she needed to focus on other things. A semester or two later, I asked if that had changed due to different circumstances in her life and she gave me a more direct no. She was pretty integrated into my friend group and my feelings were pretty badly hurt because we had been very close. Friends in that group would go on to ask why I'd never asked her out, under the assumption she was interested, and when I did eventually start dating someone else she tried to "talk me up" to that girl in a way that felt like sabotage to me. It's hard to balance those feelings while remaining friends with someone. I was definitely at risk for falling down an incel hole around that time. Glad I didn't
Yep.
Something quite similar happened to me in my twenties. We had a pretty close-knit group of friends in university and in the second year one of the girls started to show signs of romantic interest in me. I was oblivious, of course, so my friends had to point it out for me. I was single and quite unexperienced with dating, so I thought "what the hell, why not?" So we ended up dating and I was starting to slowly fall for her.
Then we went to this student party together and we hung out with people as always. I went for a swim in the pool and when I came back, she came to me, looking extremely happy and said that she had just met this amazing guy and wanted to try things out with him. I stood silent for a few seconds and said "OK, it's cool with me" . She smiled and ran off to her new man.
I got dressed, finished my beer and walked home. It was a long walk, but instead of disappointment and sadness I remember feeling immense relief, as I had just learned what "dodging a bullet" truly meant.
She and the new guy dated for maybe a year, before she lost interest in him - he really was a great guy, right at the start of their relationship he wanted to talk with me and he was genuinely sorry for "stealing my girl". I assured him that I held no grudge and we became friends after she dumped him.
During their dating she quickly drifted out of our circle of friends by her own choice, so I got to keep things pretty much like they were before. I was always friendly towards her when we met and she did likewise. My friends were surprised that I wasn't angry at her, but I told them that this was for the best and that I was happy how things had turned out.
Next year I found a wonderful girlfriend and I was happy. Few years later I happened to meet this "ex" of mine in a work-related seminar. When the seminar ended, I walked to the bus stop and saw her standing there. Turned out that we lived along the same bus route. Then she suddenly said "wouldn't it be nice if you came home with me?" Like, WTF? She knew very well that I had been in a steady relationship for years and she had even met my girlfriend a few times.
She looked at me seductively and said "so, how about it?". I'd known that she wasn't stable, but at that moment I realized how truly fucked up she really was. "No, that's not going to happen now or ever", I said and walked away.
That was the last time I saw her. Few years ago I heard that she had been married twice or thrice before she was 40, and was single again.
IMO anon’s statement about body count was badly phrased, but it makes sense for me under limited circumstances.
For the last few decades, my opinion has held firm on a simple philosophy:
If I never ask out a woman I’m interested in, and they date guy after guy, then I have nothing to complain about. They never knew about my interest, and so they were never given the chance to accept or reject my interest. There is no way in hell that I could hold their body count against them, and I have only myself to blame for not stepping up and asking them out when I had the chance.
But if I do ask a woman out, and they clearly and immediately reject me in favour of someone else, then I am obviously not an interest for them. They have clearly and unambiguously rejected me, so what standing do I have to not believe that? You can’t get a more sure sign. If they then rack up other relationships, each and every one of those is another nail in the coffin of any potential relationship. They have made an explicit statement that I am of far less desirability than other options, and that door closes permanently, and gets barred and locked for good measure.
Because if she comes sniffing around again, then it is screamingly obvious that I am not her second-best, third-best, or even n^th best option… I am her backup-backup-backup plan that she is “settling for” because all of her better options ran out.
And at that point… thanks but no thanks. That’s a path down which I have absolutely no desire to trod, because down that path lies doubt and second-guessing that can only poison me, my mental health, and my happiness. If she had no interest in me when I asked, then I will absolutely trust her for having told me the complete truth, and I will hold that truth as unchanging, unimpeachable gospel.
Except that people do a lot of growing in their late 20s and early 30s. Both parties likely changed in personalities, priorities, and experience. The man she rejected years ago is likely not the same man she is attracted to now, nor is she the same person as her priorities have likely changed during that time too.
Except that circumstances change. So you might feel that now, or for most people, but you don't need to make it a vow, because who knows what the future will bring.
Interesting intel fanfic.
I usually prefer AMD but I found it interesting too.
"She fucked too many guys"
Waaaaaahhh oh no my partner is good at sex, oh woe is me.
I've never slept with anyone with a single digit body count that wasn't fucking awful in the sack.
My wife was a huge slut. She's great at sex. Sex is fun!
Case in point. Sluts are the best.
Forgot to mention that I was a slut in college, too! Woooo
It's more like he was her last choice and she outright told him that.
So... much... to unpack.
Well that was deeper than i expected
Good on anon for not being a spineless simp.
Anon needs to count their lucky stars and get on with life.