Attic Tales

I was recently out with some lovely single ladies for a couple of drinks a few weeks ago…or was that a few drinks a couple of weeks ago…anyway…we were asking ourselves why we love women when they can be so terribly complicated. We came to the conclusion that they’re just plain irresistible…so really…who can resist?

Here’s a mostly harmless fact for you: I loathe mind games…they give me the heebie-jeebies. Manipulating other women on purpose makes me angry…not HULK angry but more like GRRR angry…ok I guess that is HULK angry.

Over the past few months, I’ve been observing a cat and mouse game being played by two lovely gals whom I shall call: CAT and MOUSE. You’re allowed to be jealous of my imagination.

To give you a synopsis of their story, CAT has been in love with MOUSE for over a year now and has been pursuing her relentlessly. The problem is that MOUSE has been in a few rocky relationships these past few months and not willing to start anything serious with CAT. Sounds like a simple case of typical lesbian drama yes?

HELLA NO!

Whenever things get rocky in MOUSE’S on and off relationship with her girlfriend, she allows CAT to catch her…so to speak…but as soon as CAT is away…MOUSE starts to play, and not just with her on and off ex.

To give MOUSE some credit, she’s been honest with CAT about not being interested in a relationship with her. CAT says she doesn’t care and just wants MOUSE as her toy. However, it’s very clear to anyone with eyes that CAT really is in love with MOUSE.

To give MOUSE some discredit, she knows this and yet continues to use CAT whenever she’s around. And if CAT even looks at another woman, and I suspect she does so to make MOUSE jealous, MOUSE then pouts in a corner until CAT pounces on her yet again.

Does anyone understand my fucking metaphors? Do I even understand them?

Now my rowdy readers…you’ll say…what business is this of yours? You’re right of course…I should just look away from the train wreck that is their dysfunctional relationship. However, in my quest to be a healthy lesbian, I want to use CAT and MOUSE as examples of why mind games are unhealthy.

To all the CATS in the world: if a MOUSE tells you she doesn’t want to be in a relationship, believe her next time. Don’t fool yourself into thinking you can have a fling in the hopes that the MOUSE’S feelings will change. They say hope springs eternal, but lesbian hope springs eternal + one.
 
To all the MOUSES in the world (I know it’s mice, shut up): ask yourself why you need to have women run after you…even when you’re not interested in them. Working on your insecurities will help you get what you want without having to manipulate anyone.

I get that mind games are a way to have your needs met. However, they also represent a fear of any real intimacy. If you insist on playing games, try the honesty game. There’s only one rule: tell the truth, to others, and to yourself. Everybody wins, even when they think they’re losing.