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A girl might be like he’s the perfect guy - 6 months in dating she is used to him, he is not novelty, no matter how hot + rich etc...

That ‘other’ guy she sees on social media with the abs is novelty as she never had that.

Like with me apart from fame + defined six pack I do have every gift a man can have and I’m a nice guy. I can see my girlfriend getting more and more comfortable around me. She no longer compliments my tall height and ultra luxury things my family own or my looks, career as much. Like I am hung because I’m so fat but I’m only a bit longer than average.
She’s getting over all of it. I can see it.

Women want more and more, they want the novelty.

Best to just get happiness from yourself as no girl will make you happy.

Getting a girlfriend has made me realise, it’s only about your relationship with yourself that matters no other girl will complete or fulfil you.

Women only care for rich, tall 6ft+, handsome, fit and hung men

I have all those things and still doesn’t feel like enough.

There’s always a better and bigger man. Women just chase the best of the best.

In my case the stars pretty much aligned I’m a 0.1% guy and still I sometimes don’t feel like enough.

IMAGINE THIS SCENARIO: You and a boy have always been more than friends.. a quiet understanding, late-night talks, little gestures that blur the line. He finally says it outright and proposes something real. You care about him, but you’re not sure, so you ask for time.

That same week he goes out, drinks too much, and dials you. Your phone is already engaged with a call from another guy.. your best friend, nothing romantic, but it’s a long vent-session you don’t want to cut off. (Your guy) calls again. And again (10+ times). You see his name flash, your stomach knots, and you let it ring out because you’re not ready to face his voice right then.

He switches to text: IG, WhatsApp, short messages that get more urgent. You read them, guilt prickling, but you don’t answer. Confused and irritated, you block him everywhere like shutting a door to buy a minute of quiet.

Later the day you felt the guilt is louder than the fear. You unblock just enough to call. It rings, once, twice, and then voicemail. You wait for his call back... nothing comes.

The next day you hover over the unblock button. Part of you wants to explain: “I was on another call, I panicked.” Part of you freezes.. what if he leaves me on read? What if he says he’s done, that he’s moved on? That dread sits heavy, stealing sleep. You replay his silence, wonder if he’s already talking to someone else, feel the shame of your own avoidance.

"5 months have passed" (You were still waiting to fix) & beneath it all, another question: maybe you’re not just scared, maybe you really do need time and space to understand what you want before you try to fix what you broke.