Why I Don’t Feel Bad for Nice Guys in the Friend Zone

ChronicThinker

Dear “nice guys” in the “friendzone” while their “true love” is dating an “asshole.” I don’t feel bad for you, and even if people on the internet blow smoke up your ass, most of them don’t feel bad for you either. I don’t feel bad for you because your story has been told 100 times over, and most of the time it’s your own damn fault you’re in the position you’re in.

Why I Don’t Feel Bad for Nice Guys in the Friend Zone


You met a girl who was probably out of your league or perhaps even within it. That’s fine, anything can happen, right? After all, you have something that no other guy has: you’re nice, and you “respect” women. True, any time they reject you or just want to continue being friends, you take to trashing their relationship, demonizing their boyfriend like he’s the scum of the earth, and maybe even blame her for being naïve or even a bitch herself. Because women can’t make decisions about who they want to date – it’s totally up to the nice guy, who knows what she deserves and what she needs. (Not a feminist)

It isn’t because she was never attracted to you in the first place and only ever saw you as a friend, it’s only because she loves being abused by men who aren’t nearly as superior as you are. All they are, are assholes who mistreat her, with no redeeming qualities whatsoever other than their perfect physiques and fuckboy attitudes. You know this because your love has complained about him being an asshole to you before, that must mean he’s a piece of shit, right? It totally couldn’t be that the two of them were fighting and that human beings are naturally biased, especially when upset, that maybe she overreacted and painted him in an exaggerated light. I mean, no one has ever lost themselves in the heat of an argument and called their partner an asshole, no one.

It isn’t even possible that this asshole fuckboy plowing your true love has redeeming qualities that you’ve never seen because you don’t actually know him on an intimate level. You just know he’s popular, outspoken, and a piece of shit scum asshole as you have rightfully deemed him. He can’t be ambitious, he can’t be kind-hearted, genuine, outspoken or fun. Just an asshole.

Woe is you when the breakup finally comes. You leave no breathing space for your love because you are meant for her, meaning respecting her boundaries and the fact she just got out of a relationship is not necessary for you. You thrust your hidden love at her only to be rejected. What? This doesn’t make sense, you are her true love! She should have known all along you were meant for one another! What a horrible woman! A bitch! No, no, she’s just too naïve to know that you’re meant for each other, right?

I mean, it definitely isn’t because you approached her to be friends and behaved like “one of the girls” or perhaps even like a brother to her. That was just your strategy, after all, you had to rack up all of those nice guy points by doing her favours to win her love. That way, if she rejected you, you could hold those kind gestures over her head and hopefully guilt her into being with you.

But alas, it doesn’t work. You are left alone, wronged unrightfully and alone. So you find a new girl, and you do it all again … only to get heartbroken again … and end up on the internet, bitching, moaning, and complaining.

Boo wah.

For anyone too dense to get this, this was satire to piss off fake-ass nice guys on the internet. All in good fun, don’t get your period. Love Jane <3

Why I Don’t Feel Bad for Nice Guys in the Friend Zone
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