When do we stop hiding our crazy and just let it run free?
Why do most women believe that we have to hide our crazy for the first few months of our new relationships? Have you heard of this, or is this one of those suburban women myths, that made its way down to the city?
Believe it or not, this rule has even made its way to the very dinner table I have eaten at with my girlfriends – and this last year I applied this hiding my crazy rule to a dragged out dreadful rebound I called a relationship.
To hide my crazy or to not hide my crazy, that is really the question?
When you find yourself deleting the text you really want to send, or rewriting in latent terms what you really want to say that is exactly where the hiding of your crazy begins. When you hear that crazy b*tch demon whispering in your ear to be let out I say “let that b*tch out” – my friends however disagree.
One of my good friends constantly sends me screenshots, asking what to say next when in deep convo., with the next new guy she is dating for the month. Why do we constantly feel we have to alter what we really want to say, for our “potential” significant other? This man is not even your boyfriend and you are worried about what he may think or how he may feel.
I get It though, I used to be the same way – how can I real him in? Get him to fall in love, then introduce him to my dreamy psychotic self. When does hiding your crazy become hiding yourself? You can’t show him you’re jealous, insecure, or moody just yet.. cause than he may not like you, right? WRONG.
Hiding my crazy made me crazier if that makes any sense.
When he realizes you’re a crazy b*itch.
I think any woman or person for that matter that is in love is crazy. That’s what love does to you, it’s a brief period in the beginning of delusion.. it’s a state of insanity if you ask me, blissful insanity..
So what happens when he finally figures out you’re psychotic and you did that stint in the ward for a month in 2013. Does he run, or does he find you Winona Ryder girl interrupted SEXY? I never had any of them run right away it usually took a few months of mind f*cking before they hit the road. However, all of my ex’s always came back – why you ask? Cause guys like crazy, because it makes you real, you become an actual person. No one and I mean no one can be robotic and have it all together forever. Unless you’re on a serious amount of Xanax and Valium – then in that case you might be the woman who created this rule from the suburbs, cheers!
F*ck faking it until you make it.
I say as women it is not healthy to fake anything, your mental health, an orgasm, or the size of his penis for that matter. No one needs to deal with the dick head who thinks his dick head is bigger than it really is.
I know that for me faking anything only ended up hurting me in the end. Pretending I wasn’t crazy, only left me crazy and alone when all was said and done. Pretending his penis was god’s gift to earth, only left me with an acting career in bed and no fame. There is no shame in just being exactly who you are, his penis is regular and you’re crazy about it.. so what lol.
(No but seriously).