Hey guys. I hope you all had a spectacular holiday season, that your New Year’s celebrations or shenanigans were awesome and safe and wonderful, and more importantly, that you’re excited for another year of Gay Girl Advice!
Anyway I was thinking about what to write for y’all and I have also been oot’n’aboot doing things like socializing and watching football games, which is weird because I pretty much don’t actually care about football.
Saturday night was one of those nights, and it was really great because I spent time with some cool humans, the team we were all cheering for won, and they made delicious food and it was a super good time. They live on the opposite side of town from me, which isn’t a big deal, I grew up here so I know my way around.
I got followed home. And not by a cop, and not by someone I knew. I mean legitimately followed by some probably super-creepy person and it was the single most uncomfortable experience I’ve had in a very, very long time. I decided to tell you how to tell when someone is following you, and what to do if it happens, because safety is a really important thing.
1. DO NOT GO STRAIGHT HOME Oh my god, if you’re being followed do not lead that person to the place you live. I realize this is common-sense kind of, but it’s also really really way super vital that you don’t go home. If they know what building or area you live in, that could get really bad really quickly, and that is not something anyone should ever have happen.
2. Go straight to a gas station or 24-hour restaurant. This is one instance where going to Denny’s may actually save your life. Go to a place that has lights and has people, because some creeper tailing you isn’t trying to meet up for a social engagement, they’re more likely hoping you go somewhere dark and quiet to hide. Don’t do that. Be as ostentatious as possible in your choice of destination.
3. Be aware of other vehicles when driving. I don’t mean this in a “pay attention to other cars so you don’t hit them” way, because I assume that’s what almost everyone does when driving anyway. The only reason I noticed this truck following me is that they were tailgating me for a good 3-4 miles. Yes. Miles. It’s irritating at first to have big-ass truck headlights in your rear view mirror, and then when it doesn’t change and they don’t pass you even when they have room, it gets weird. Headlights on cars come in a couple different shapes, and if you pay close enough attention (or are a car dork like me), you can usually tell them apart.
4. Get a vehicle description. Some information is better than no information. If you can tell someone that it was a large vehicle, what color it was, a make/model or other distinguishing features, that’s great. License plate numbers are usually really difficult to see at night, plus they’re hard to remember outright, but a general description of the vehicle following you is a great start.
5. Call someone and tell them what is happening. Fortunately for me, I was able to call my girlfriend and tell her what was up, and what area of town I was driving in. If you can tell at least one person that you’re being followed and the general area, that narrows things down if law enforcement has to get involved.
6. Call the cops. If you think you’re genuinely being followed, and it’s freaking you out, don’t stop your car and ask that person why they’re following you. Call 911 and tell them something is wrong – that’s what they’re there for. If you can’t get an officer to respond, tell the operator the kind of car you’re driving and your license plate number, and where you are. Tell them anything you can that identifies the vehicle following you. If nothing else, it makes the police more aware of something that could be a chronic issue in your area.
I know that these seem really obvious guys, I do, but please consider your personal safety to be of the utmost importance. I know we all like to be the intimidating hero, and that’s well and good up to a point. For me, I keep a baseball bat in the back seat of my car in case
zombies appear I feel I need to defend myself. But when I’m being followed by a strange person in a strange vehicle, I’m not going to try to go hand-to-hand with that person. Furthermore, they might even have a gun, and I’m sure as shit not going to try to tangle with that.
I was lucky, because the truck following me peeled off when they saw me hang up with my girlfriend and get ready to make another phone call. I’m glad that blue glowing screen scared them.
It’s crossed my mind that whoever was following me wasn’t particularly malicious and didn’t intend to harm me. Apparently it’s a thing that some bored humans do on occasion. If this is your hobby, grow the fuck up. We live in a world full of enough bad shit, nobody needs to have panic issues in their own neighborhood because you can’t think of something better to do with your time and gas.
You all have the right to feel safe, but you also have the right to BE safe. Keep that in mind as 2013 continues to unfold for you. I wish all of you nothing but the best of luck in this new year.
Hey y’all! Hope you’re about to have a spectacular Christmas. Or, I hope you had a swell Hanukkah.
Anyway I realized that I should check my email more often, because an intrepid young reader sent me a message with a really good question in it! Names have been changed to protect everyone involved.
I read two of your posts, Survivng the Friendzone and Nice Guy Syndrom, and was wondering if you had any advice for going from Dating to just being friends. You see, I was dating this girl for almost a year, a big milestone in my eyes, and a few days ago she broke up with me, 11 days before that 1 year anniversary. She brought up some very valid points, and after a day to mull things over I was okay with it. Thing is though, im still having a few problems it seems. The problems made themselves apperant when we went to the mall to hang, as friends, and I notices a love mark on her neck. Nothing too big, just a single one, nothing near what I’d given her on multiple occasions, yet it still brought up a good bit of jealousy mixed with depression. When we talked about it, she said its what I should expect now that we were ‘just friends’. Not in a mean way though, and it was a very valid and logical point. Yet…even after that I was still jealous of this unnamed man I didnt know. Any advice on how to deal with this would be much appreciated, even if it is just that I need to get over it and accept that she’s not mine anymore.
Treble Hoof (Jeffrey ********)”
A: First I’d like to say sorry about the breakup, but well done on handling it like a mature adult. Validating reasoning for your former ladyfriend ending your relationship is actually a pretty big step. Don’t forget, though, that it doesn’t count as validation unless you can actually for serious feel and mean what you’re thinking or saying about it. And really, this part will take some time. After you’ve for-sure come to terms with what she said, you can use those reasons to try to be a better boyfriend to the next lady who comes along.
Now, to the meat of your issue: she very obviously still means a lot to you, but she’s also apparently doing some sexytime-related things with another human being, and this can be really weird. It can feel a
little lot like she’s already found your replacement. This isn’t always the case, though, because women are actually also prone to rebound flings with people, too. I’m gonna guess that she is also hurting and that’s the way she’s dealing with it. Granted, there are other possibilities that are a lot more hurtful to think about, like “What if she was cheating on me with this dude?”
Well, the good news is the cheating part is no longer your problem and you don’t need to address it with her, because your relationship is over. The sucky part is that this could impact your friendship. If you want to remain actually friends with her, and not nice guy “maybe we can get back together” friends, then you have to actively decide to let that possibility of her having cheated on you go. I would caution against asking her outright about it, because if we’re all wrong and she wasn’t cheating, that’s going to make things awful and your friendship will definitely be weird.
The only way to deal with jealousy is to admit that you’re jealous, and that it bums you out. There’s not some magic method to getting rid of it, but if this is something that seems very difficult for you, I would encourage you find a therapist or trained professional (or trusted parent/guardian) to chat with about how you’re feeling. Since you mentioned some depression, perhaps the professional would be a better idea. What is super important with the jealousy and sadness is that you don’t try to squish them down. Give yourself room, preferably by not seeing her if you can, and let yourself feel sad about the end of your relationship and the possibility that she will be with other people.
One thing that might work well is asking her to give you a bit of time to do this. It’s a pretty rough thing to do, but if you make it clear that you do want to be her friend but need time to take her out of the “girlfriend” part of your brain, I have a feeling she will be understanding. And if she isn’t, maybe you should reconsider being friends with her in the first place.
I hope this was at least marginally helpful! And hey everybody, I can always be reached for more personalized advice at firstname.lastname@example.org
This is going to be a combo rant-advice time, which I realize might frighten some of you. Sit down, things are gonna get intense.
The holidays (Thanksgiving, Hanukkah, Christmas, Solstice, etc.) are generally celebrated by gathering with family. In most cases, this means biological family, which means seeing people you only see kind of rarely.
This, for me, was the first Thanksgiving where I was not living with my parents, so I got to stop by casually to see everyone. Another fun fact: I have a staunchly conservative, Catholic grandmother who is somewhere in her eighties. I’m not out to her. I made the choice not to come out to her after I saw “defend marriage!” and “we hate abortion” flyers in her car a few years ago. It just seemed like the responsible thing to do.
I have learned, over the years, how to deal with the grandma questions. You know the type – the ones about relationships and marriage and children and crap. For instance, my first Christmas home from college we were all in our pajamas and eating chocolate on Christmas morning, and apropos of literally nothing, my grandma turned and said, “So, do you have any special boy in your life?” Super-amazing deflection response: “No, grandma, I’m really busy and haven’t thought about it.”
Two years later for Christmas I got a really nice box of silverware, but it had a card that was basically like, “Just in case I die before it happens, here’s your wedding present!” Really uncomfortable; I said thanks and we’ve never talked about it.
Fast-forward to Thanksgiving 2012, greeting everybody and saying my hellos as a visiting family member. My older brother whispers to me, “When are you gonna tell her you’re gay?” While talking about Black Friday shopping with my grandma, I mention my “roommate” (secretly my girlfriend, for those not in the know) had to work a really stupid shift at her retail job. Not two minutes later, my little brother went, “So… Roommate, huh? You should just tell her.” A little while after that, my mom felt it prudent to take me aside to remind me that my cousin had already come out, and that “grandma is totally okay with him being gay, so you could tell her.”
What does this have to do with anything advice-wise? A couple of things, actually, that I consider pretty important.
If you have a family member who is LGBTQ and they are not out to another person, family or no, it is NOT your job to tell them they can come out. We do not require your permission on this front. I don’t need you to tell me when I can or cannot talk about my personal life, or in what terms, and it’s really quite condescending and paternalistic for this to happen. If someone comes out, it is because they have given themselves the permission to do so, not because some straight person has deemed it “okay”. If you have a queer family member, don’t you dare tell them this ever, because it’s rude.
The second issue is that people are different, and people are viewed differently by other people. My grandma, for instance, might consider me her favorite grandchild (or maybe not, I don’t know), but the point is that she might view me in a different light than my cousin. That being said, she might not react as well as everyone seems to think if I were to come out to her.
The third issue is that the holidays are not just about one person. I don’t want to make a big scene and make Christmastime or Thanksgivingtime memorable to my octogenarian grandmother because that’s when she learned I’m gay. It’s about togetherness and family and being glad we have what we have, it’s not about coming out. Not for me.
At this point, I’m very thankful I can be out to the family members who do know. Further, I’m thankful I can still make my own choice and that nobody has outed me (as far as I know) without my permission.
So please, take a step back and consider, if you have to, the position your non-heterosexual family members might be in. They will come out to the people they choose, at the times they choose to do so. Don’t be a douche and try to push them to do it any sooner than they are comfortable.
I’m breaking my hiatus because my hiatus is stupid and was imposed for no reason other than I was a little bit on the lazy side. It’s true, dear readers. I neglected you because I was bumming around playing video games. And, y’know, college.
For my first post back, I wanted to talk about something that’s very near and dear to me, and that I take very very seriously. Surprisingly, it’s not sex (although that’s a close second).
I want to get into what it means to love yourself. I don’t mean the corny self-help book style of patting yourself on the back or giving yourself affirmations daily or anything like that. I mean this on a deeper level, because I think “loving yourself” is a very subjective act.
***TRIGGER WARNING: EATING DISORDERS, SELF-HARM AND DEPRESSION***
For me, loving myself has many meanings. It could be treating myself to a large iced mocha on a rough day. It could be that extra five minutes in the shower. I may be crazy, but sometimes “loving myself” means doing another set of a lift at the gym, because loving myself and pushing myself sometimes get conflated. Sometimes I give myself an extra ten minutes of sleep before work, and that’s loving myself.
I didn’t always used to have such positive outlets for how I felt about myself. Sometimes I still don’t. I used to think that loving myself meant doing everything I could to be skinny like girls are supposed to be. I didn’t do the greatest job of taking care of myself physically, and it took a toll on me in a way that I couldn’t notice back then. When I got positive comments, I felt like I was flying. It reinforced what I was doing (which was not consuming food), and it felt damn good. When I didn’t get positive comments… I wasn’t very nice to myself. I punished myself, and to this day I am extremely ashamed of this.
I don’t know when this changed for me, and I can’t promise that it will, because nobody can do that. (If only…)
It turns out that I’m not actively trying to make you cry, and I’m definitely not searching for compliments or pity. I want you to be aware that this acceptance of self is a process. It’s a journey and it’s hard. So, what does this have to do with you?
You never know where somebody is coming from in life. You don’t know if that chubby kid goes home and tries to eat right and maybe has some other problems. That weird quiet dude doesn’t need you to point out that he looks like he hasn’t washed his hair. People are so acutely aware of their flaws, they really don’t need to hear another voice chime in and repeat them.
One of the most important things that happened when I started realizing I was worth more than cuts and starvation was that I became a nicer person. When I was better to myself, I felt better and I passed that on to the rest of the world. I’m not trying to be preachy and I’m not trying to brag about how great a person I am – I still have flaws, and maybe you have a different reason for being mad at the world. It’s okay.
There’s that old adage that says, “you can’t love someone else until you learn to love yourself”. I know it’s not healthy to base your worth on your relationship status. However, I think there’s a very fine line between the healthy and unhealthy aspects of that. For me, finding that awesome girlfriend of mine made me a great deal happier. I’m about to sound EVEN LAMER (as if that’s possible at this point) and tell you that she has made me want to be a better person.
I wanted to share my experiences and opinions with you about this stuff for awhile, and I’m still not sure I managed to do it without sounding all “hurr durr look at how great my life is now”. It’s important to remember that you ought to be kind to yourself. Self-respect and self-worth are terms that get tossed around a lot, and it’s easy to get lost in the myriad definitions.
Take a good, hard look at what you view as loving yourself. Does it harm yourself, physically or psychologically? Does it harm someone else, physically or psychologically? It doesn’t have to be a productive thing, necessarily (my coffee/chocolate consumption is hardly productive and mostly just delicious).
Be good to yourselves. I think you’ll feel a lot better.
Hey look, I’m not dead and I haven’t quit on you kids just yet!
I had to take some time to figure out what I should cover here and what sort of things would actually make a good blog post. And now, here I am.
Today I want to talk about the friend zone. It’s that magically awful place you get stuck in when the friend you like doesn’t want to take your relationship to that next level. The friend zone is almost invariably the worst possible place to be, going from responses I got from friends and the representations that appear in mass media.
Let’s start with a definition. A friend zone is what one is placed in when the object of their affections says, “No thanks, but we can still be friends”. There’s really no easy way to be in the friend zone, and that seems to be the root of the problem with it. It’s not easy so we don’t want to do it ever. It would totally be way easier if that person who friend zoned us would just say “Okay” and date us, right? More on that in a minute.
I don’t know a single person who enjoys being rejected. This goes for my friends who are actors, even though they put themselves in that position an awful lot. However, there is a difference between being rejected and being put in the friend zone. Being rejected means being dumped, thrown away, told you’re not good enough at all for someone or something.
My friend Aim made a really good point – if someone puts you in the friend zone after an awkward advance, that means they want to stay friends. And that means, by extension, that they value your friendship enough to endure the awkward post-advance times with you. Isn’t that an important thing to talk about?
It’s important to remember that when you’re thinking, “UGH why won’t he (or she) just DATE ME ALREADY?” Because friendship is a valuable thing. Remember that time I talked about Nice Guy Syndrome? Nobody owes you a sexy relationship. Nobody even owes you friendship, which if you think about it that way, makes friendship seem that much more valuable.
A concept that seems to go hand-in-hand with being friend zoned is that of oneitis. This is where all you can think, talk, write, or worry about is that one person. It’s easily confused with love, and even though I’m supposed to be this big oracle on relationship things and love and advice, I’m not entirely clear what the boundaries are here. I think that, if you aren’t having feelings reciprocated, you need to take a step back and seriously think about your life and choices with regard to that particular person.
Most romantic comedies fall into this trap of romanticizing oneitis and demonizing the friend zone. It’s really not a healthy way to portray these things. First of all, your feelings may not be returned for some very good reasons, and you should probably find a friend to tell you exactly why. Second, out of the hundreds of thousands of people you see in a day, what makes that one person so special? I’m not advocating writing out any sonnets Shakespeare-style, describing your supposed heart’s desire or anything. However, I do recommend making a list of things you know about the person you want to get with, and making a list of things you like in a person.
This takes some serious honesty on your part. Don’t gloss over any flaws to make the other person seem better. They’re never going to see this list. What are the things you don’t like in a potential partner? Does this person have any of those qualities?
Curing oneitis and surviving the friend zone are two totally different things. The good part is it’s possible, but the bad part is that they require a brutal level of honesty that can usually only come from a close friend. In my experience, this gets dicey when the person friend zoning you (or who is the target of the oneitis) happens to be your best friend. Your best bet is to get down and dirty with the honesty, talk it out, and then decide if your friendship is better than any potential romantic relationship. With a little luck you’ll get through it.
Send any questions to gaygirladvice @ gmail.com, or find me on Twitter! Thanks for reading
I don’t know about you, but I’ve been kind of busy the last week or so. I got hired to play music at a wedding, completely by accident! I also have been making real-life friends, which is hilarious. And working out, which makes me look so much more attractive than normal (seriously, sweat does something for me. No, it does. Totally.)
Anyway, I’m in a bit of a pickle here. My Gay Girl superpowers only go so far, and I only have so many super-creative ideas for posts knocking around my brainbox!
I need your help, trusty readership! What sort of things do you want to see happen here? More lists? I need moar topics! More survival guide entries? Anything that you’ve had a particular issue with recently?