I'm A Girl, But I Suck At Being A 'Girlfriend'
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I'm A Girl, But I Suck At Being A 'Girlfriend'

I've always been bad at expressing feelings and emotions.

I'm A Girl, But I Suck At Being A 'Girlfriend'

Yep. That's right. I suck at relationships.

I don't do things normal girls would in a relationship like constantly bug my boyfriend, steal his clothes, hold his hand in public, or even communicate very well. Not that there is anything wrong with doing that kind of stuff, but it's just not who I am. I enjoy relationships and being in one. I'm just not very good at it.

To be honest, I can't ever remember my anniversary (shout out to my boyfriend for always reminding me).

Most of the time, I go the whole day without even thinking about it. He'll say something about it in the morning, and I'm like, "Oh, yeah. Back at ya." It's not that I don't care. It just slips my mind sometimes. Of course, the person I'm dating is important to me, but the day we made it official isn't. I'll celebrate, but I'm horrible about coming up with something to do. To be honest, I'm cool with sitting on the couch in sweats and watching a movie we both enjoy for our anniversary. Don't count on me to come up with some plan or romantic gesture because that's just not who I am, and I probably wouldn't even remember far enough in advance to come up with something.

I'm also not a big fan of cuddling, and PDA is the worst thing on earth.

I hate holding hands and I like to have to have my personal space. I'm not a huge fan of having that invaded; it's not something I change my mind about either. It's just one of those things my boyfriend is going to have to adapt to. Kissing in public and holding hands makes me uncomfortable, too. Like, no one wants to see that. Do that on your own time, or I guess our time, in this case. I will turn you down if you try to kiss me in public, and I'll bring my hand even closer to myself if you try to grab it. Also, cuddling gets hot, and I'd rather just avoid it.

I'm also extremely distant.

When big things happen in my life, I usually don't say anything for a few weeks or even months. It's not that I don't feel comfortable doing so. I just don't like opening up to people even if I am in a romantic relationship with them. It has caused some issues in the past, but it's who I am, and I've tried working on it. I'm very independent, so I want someone who is going to stand beside me in life, not someone who is going to hold my hand through it because it's not going to help. As far as phone calls, texts, Snapchats, etc., I don't say much. I spend most of the time listening to what he has to say. I'm not a shy person; I just don't want to reveal to much about myself because I am so private. Communication is key in relationships, and I say just enough to make things work.

When it comes to romantic gestures and saying "coupley things," don't count on me saying or doing something all the time.

Usually when someone says something sweet to me, I tell them to shut up, or respond with some snarky comment, and I'll very rarely say. "I love you," or "I miss you." Being sweet or expressing feelings really isn't something I'm good at even if it's something simple. If I do say or do something sweet, consider yourself special because you're one of the few people who will see that side of me.

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