Conversation piece

i’m just not that into you

your new break up mantra

I’M just not that into YOU (think first person) because hearing someone tell you (the one reading this) that they’re (the person you’ve got a thing for) just not that into you sucks a multitude of times more. Rejection. It’s a hard something to bite into and I believe it’s completely safe to say that it’s one fear we’ve all got in common.

I’ve dealt with my fair share but admitted, my rejection phase mostly took place back in high school when I still walked around with braces, my hair up in a really high ponytail with two small plucks of hair dangling down on either side of my face, and my daily get-up was a pair of UGGs and a hoodie. Nonetheless, it sucks.

Rejection when you’re older is a little more complicated. When you’re young I’d say you need about, give or take, 2 days to get over it and you’re onto the next cute boy in school. When you’re in your mid twenties, whether it be for work or in love, it’ll take you at least a week, perhaps even longer. Picture this: you’ve been hanging out with a guy you like and so far so good. You’ve got a good steady number of dates under your belt, there’s a decent connection, you make each other laugh and you’ve done more than just reach third base with him (let’s just say there have been plenty of home runs) and then BAM, he hits you with the ‘it’s not you, it’s me’ line – the definition of the word cliché. Ouch. Hi rejection, thanks for the slap in the face.

Problem with us females is that we tend to over think things. We go through everything play by play in our heads at least a couple hundred times trying to figure out what we did wrong. Quit it. It’s only going to make things worse. There are two things you need to avoid. 1. Self pitty. 2. Self doubt. Want to know how to kick the habit of wallowing about a boy who doesn’t deserve it? It’s simple.

Repeat after me: YOU are just not that into HIM. Girl, this is your new mantra. It doesn’t matter if he was the one who ended it with you. Just make yourself believe it was the other way round. Carve this into your brain, repeat it a dozen times and the next morning when you wake up you’ll be thinking, John/Jim/James who?  Bye rejection, hello new hunt for datable men.

PS. Incase you need an anthem throughout this process, I highly recommend listening to the ultimate breakup song by Kelly Clarkson, ‘Since U been gone’. We’ve got plenty more where this came from. Just you wait and see.