He's Just Not That Into You

Girls are told a lot of stuff girdling up. If a guy punches you, he likes you. Never try to turn your own fringes. And someday you’ll meet a wonderful guy and give your ever over happy ending. Every movie we see, every story we're told implores us to wait for it. The third act twist. The unexpected declaration of love. The exception to the rule. But sometimes we’re so focus on finding our happy ending we don’t learn how to read the signs, how detect the ones who want us from the ones who don’t, the ones who'll stays, from the ones who'll leave. And maybe this happy ending doesn’t include a wonderful guy. Maybe it’s you, and your own, picking up the pieces and starting over. Freeing yourself up for something better in the future. Maybe the happy ending is just moving on. Or maybe the happy ending is this: knowing that though all the unreturned phone calls and broken hearts, though all the blunders and missed read signals, though all the pain and embarrassment, you never ever give up hope.