On the plus side, I am one hell of a person to have around in an emergency. And to ask for practical advice. And to travel with. And depend on. And a million other things.
It’s not all or nothing with someone like me
For some reason if a girl is emotional and cries all the time, but then toughens up and stands up to her boss, guys understand. But if a girl who is tough and hard tries to show affection, it’s not allowed. I remember crying in front of my guy friends once. They froze in fear.
My more typical version of showing I care is stocking your favorite beer in my fridge and cleaning up that one area of my apartment you hate. I get it, it’s not showering you in kisses or sending heart and smiley emojis.
Please don’t make me do that shit. Please. I’ll set my alarm for you in the morning, and get you coffee the way you like it. That, my friends, is my version of love; in the actions, in the details. If your name is in my phone, I talk to you, and make time for you, YOU MEAN SOMETHING TO ME. I just happen to be more comfortable high-fiving than holding hands.