It has happened to me several times to like a man and he does not feel the same way about me. Very disappointing, especially if the likes are great and we hope that maybe something good can come out of it. In short, you're starting to make a movie. However, when it doesn't work out and the person pushes you away, for whatever reason, the feeling is very nasty. When you are younger, you seem to experience things very badly, you start shaking, asking questions, and when you are already middle-aged, as I am in this case, you try to be more realistic. You say to yourself, well, it's not possible, what can I do now, I won't die, how many men are there on this earth? However, in order to answer your question specifically, how does a woman behave in such cases, I, for example, cool down. I get very reserved, apathetic and my whole behavior screams, that I am not happy with what has happened and that I no longer want to deal with it. It's very obvious to me, I've tried to hide it, but I know that everything in me betrays me. You can't be an ultra-smiling and friendly person and suddenly become as cold as an iceberg. That's how I behave. At a distance, I avoid any contact with the person until I pass. Then I don't care anymore. There is one exception in my life that makes me think that this rule is not written after all. Some time ago, in 2011, I met a new company, and I fell in love with a man in it. How could I not try to get his attention, I always somehow mentioned things that he liked, I always dressed in a way that he likes to see women dressed, I hung I remember quite often in front of the mirror every time I knew that we will be detected. Nothing happened to me. But we became hellishly good friends. After months of trying to tell him I liked him, he didn't respond in any way, and it became clear to me that I wasn't his type. It was good that summer had come and I went to the sea and there I shook off the thoughts about him and when we met again in the autumn, things were different. I even started teasing him that he was a horse with caps and that he hadn't even made the effort to poke around and understand what kind of person I was. And he answered me with humor and now I have one of the closest men in my life, who from a platonic model has become a major element of male presence in my life. And that's enough for me, beauty is not possible by force and one should accept these things not as a fall, but as an opportunity to meet another more suitable ... Woman of 30 But we became hellishly good friends. After months of trying to tell him I liked him, he didn't respond in any way, and it became clear to me that I wasn't his type. It was good that summer had come and I went to the sea and there I shook off the thoughts about him and when we met again in the autumn, things were different. I even started teasing him that he was a horse with caps and that he hadn't even made the effort to poke around and understand what kind of person I was. And he answered me with humor and now I have one of the closest men in my life, who from a platonic model has become a major element of male presence in my life. And that's enough for me, beauty is not possible by force and one should accept these things not as a fall, but as an opportunity to meet another more suitable ... Woman of 30 But we became hellishly good friends. After months of trying to tell him I liked him, he didn't respond in any way, and it became clear to me that I wasn't his type. It was good that summer had come and I went to the sea and there I shook off the thoughts of him and when the autumn we met again, things were different. I even started teasing him that he was a horse with caps and that he hadn't even made the effort to poke around and understand what kind of person I was. And he answered me with humor and now I have one of the closest men in my life, who from a platonic model has become a major element of male presence in my life. And that's enough for me, beauty is not possible by force and one should accept these things not as a fall, but as an opportunity to meet another more suitable ... Woman of 30 After months of trying to tell him I liked him, he didn't respond in any way, and it became clear to me that I wasn't his type. It was good that summer had come and I went to the sea and there I shook off the thoughts about him and when we met again in the autumn, things were different. I even started teasing him that he was a horse with caps and that he hadn't even made the effort to poke around and understand what kind of person I was. And he answered me with humor and now I have one of the closest men in my life, who from a platonic model has become a major element of male presence in my life. And that's enough for me, beauty is not possible by force and one should accept these things not as a fall, but as an opportunity to meet another more suitable ... Woman of 30 After months of trying to tell him I liked him, he didn't respond in any way, and it became clear to me that I wasn't his type. It was good that summer had come and I went to the sea and there I shook off the thoughts about him and when we met again in the autumn, things were different. I even started teasing him that he was a horse with caps and that he hadn't even made the effort to poke around and understand what kind of person I was. And he answered me with humor and now I have one of the closest men in my life, who from a platonic model has become a major element of male presence in my life. And that's enough for me, beauty is not possible by force and one should accept these things not as a fall, but as an opportunity to meet another more suitable ... Woman of 30 that summer had come and I went to the sea and there I shook off the thoughts of him and when the autumn we met again things were different. I even started teasing him that he was a horse with caps and that he hadn't even made the effort to poke around and understand what kind of person I was. And he answered me with humor and now I have one of the closest men in my life, who from a platonic model has become a major element of male presence in my life. And that's enough for me, beauty is not possible by force and one should accept these things not as a fall, but as an opportunity to meet another more suitable ... Woman of 30 that summer had come and I went to the sea and there I shook off the thoughts of him and when the autumn we met again things were different. I even started teasing him that he was a horse with caps and that he hadn't even made the effort to poke around and understand what kind of person I was. And he answered me with humor and now I have one of the closest men in my life, who from a platonic model has become a major element of male presence in my life. And that's enough for me, beauty is not possible by force and one should accept these things not as a fall, but as an opportunity to meet another more suitable ... Woman of 30 And he answered me with humor and now I have one of the closest men in my life, who from a platonic model has become a major element of male presence in my life. And that's enough for me, beauty does not happen by force and one should accept these things not as a fall, but as an opportunity to meet another more suitable ... Woman of 30 And he answered me with humor and now I have one of the closest men in my life, who from a platonic model has become a major element of male presence in my life. And that's enough for me, beauty is not possible by force and one should accept these things not as a fall, but as an opportunity to meet another more suitable ... Woman of 30
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I was crazy about a man, he was crazy about me too. We had that weird feeling like you've known this man for 20 years. Our love was real and very painful. We were 15 years apart and he decided that when I was younger than him I deserved happiness but without him. Decide for me to continue alone. One day he just left without explanation. It hurt me terribly - for deciding what was best for me without asking me, because it destroyed a true love. We did not keep in touch for many years. Then we met again - he kissed me so passionately, as if he saw me for the first time / and ex-boyfriends do not kiss like that /. We talked about the old days, who did what all these years. What did I do? I knocked him out and left - no explanations, no phone calls, no contacts and no more meetings. He wanted to see me again — only I didn't want to.