I can be overwhelming at times. It all just depends. [N: from TECH’s POV. And from PASSION’s? More like ‘invigorating’ -or- ‘mesmerizing’ -or- ‘fascinating’ loll]
A Meet Cute is intended AKA designed for one purpose only:
“Are You My Friend? Or are You My Foe?”
The space in between these two points on the spectrum is where the Devil is. The Neutral Zone. The shades of gray. The balancing of the scales of that blind Justice chick. “Will She? Or won’t She?” -and/or – “Do I? Or Don’t I?”
Or, I can sum this period up in two words: “What’s Next?” [N: shout-out to Andrew for giving Me this phrase so eloquently yesterday]
So – to avoid confusion & needless social anxiety – I make every effort to “stay in My Own lane:” I lay out all My cards during the Meet Cute. I show My hand. Why? Because I figure if I am as authentic & “true to Myself” as I can be, right from the get-go, then You [N: Other Person and My mark] can decide if You wanna come out to play with Me… or Not.
I’m actively giving TECH enough data with which to make this evaluation. To make this decision. In Your SB, DR.
I’m asking for – seeking – Your Consent.
But I’m never gonna come out & verbally ask, “Will You Be My Friend? Pretty Please??” Pssht. This ain’t 1st grade!?! [N: that ship has sailed] Imma just take My best shot and… and… let the chips fall where they may. Because *Spoiler Alert!* this choice is Yours. It always is.
And to give You the necessary processing time Your Own SB needs to decide? I’m probably gonna vanish – a la “a ghost” – in a Conceptual puff of smoke. No, not because I’m trying to “hurt You.” In fact? The opposite is true. [N: like any Good Doctor will tell You, “Do No Harm”]
I disappear – momentarily? forever? Who knows? – because You need space/time to breathe. To think. To feel. And – ultimately – for TECH to evaluate and then make a recommendation of what specific external behavior to execute. [N: this data goes to Conscious Me, who makes any Executive Decision FYI]
Here’s the hard-to-swallow Truth: “I can’t make You Love Me – if You don’t.” [N: thanks, Bonnie R!]
This is the question I always ask Myself, when I Myself am on the other side of this equation: “Do I Stay? Or… Do I Go?”
Newly knocked up Little Girls screw this pooch all the time, announcing, “I’m Pregnant!” with lots of fanfare, then expecting the Other Person [N: the sperm donor] to be instantly happy & Supportive about this news. “Dude: slow Your roll!” This is a Rookie mistake… and Why all Children everywhere should be taught how to “delay gratification” at least once or twice during their formative years. [N: if You survey any of My F#ck Buddies You would get Proof, DR, that I got this lesson in spades loll]
Seriously. It makes total sense to Me Why Folks lie all the time! [N: let the Pearl-Clutching commence] Don’t worry, DR… I have an entire chapter on “Lying” in forthcoming episodes. It’s a nail-biter.
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Conner’s Comments: Here are some cheat codes for Me personally: 1) If I already Love You? I will break bread with You. 2) I won’t tell You “how” to do anything – what I want, what I need – those are details for Me to know & You to find out. Just take Your best shot & see what happens. and 3) Know going in that My personal goal is to “remain as undefined by TECH as possible”… which means You will never be 100% comfortable in My presence: I will keep You guessing. You decide if You can Live with this, and judge Me on the Proof [N: my behavior] instead of just Your triggers. [N: Your Conceptual data & internal feelings]
“The Choice is Yours.”