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If she's already flirting with you then obviously all that other crap you're crying about is irrelevant. In 2019 I stopped going to the gym and was on anti-depressants for the first time in my life because of a toxic work situation. But somehow I still got asked out by a girl who I ended up spending a lot of time with.
Just stop looking for excuses to keep being a pussy-free pussy and fucking take action.
Legit haven't had the opportunity to see that girl again and a lot of time went by so IDK if she'll even remember me now, but I'll stop by there the next opportunity I have and at least have a chat.
Story Time: Back in 2012 I ended up having full-on heart failure because of a toxic living situation. Had a couple of my friends living with me for a while (place was in my name), and at some point one of them wanted his GF (that he'd just met) to move in. So she did and it was fine, then after a month or so she started talking mad shit about me for whatever reason. The guys told me about it so I was a bit annoyed but too busy to care, then after another month or so my friend she was with broke things off with her because he was so tired of her negativity. After a few days of him not really talking to her at all, she went to me for help, asking me to talk to him, and I was like "I know you talked mad shit about me, I'm not gonna help you get your boyfriend back sorry" and told her that as a matter of fact she had 30 days to get out because I wasn't sure why she was even still here.
Next thing I know I'm getting angry messages from her rich parents (lol) about how they're sending their high-powered lawyers after me and their daughter doesn't have to leave, I do. Talked to relevant legal people, found out I couldn't actually kick her out for some reason, not until she didn't pay rent for a certain amount of time or whatever, I don't remember the details, but it wasn't even her place what the fuck. Whole thing really stressed out me and my friends with her refusing to leave for a couple weeks and threatening lawsuits (and one of my friends, not even the one she was with but a different guy, actually ended up taking her side and told me I was being an asshole / didn't really hang out with me much anymore).
One day about 3 or 4 weeks later, before the 30 days was up, I got home and all her stuff was gone. The friend she'd been dating to kick off the whole thing said he'd been there in his room working on emails and listening to all the angry noise she was making moving her stuff out. I think her parents helped her or something and they were all pissed-off, so he stayed in his room and totally avoided them. At least they didn't trash any of my stuff.
All of this had me very stressed for about a month, and when I went in for a routine checkup soon after, they found that I had full-on heart failure from stress. Goddamn. Have had to get checked for it every so often ever since.