In an interesting string of events, I've come to realize something that I wouldn't want to be called for in any other situation, ever:
I AM the cow.
The saying goes like this "Who is going to buy the cow, when they get the milk for free?" And I don't even want to start on the connotations of calling myself a free-milk-giving-cow. But I am.
It has always been like that for me, I can't seem to grasp the idea of a relationship going like this: "friends-date-kissing-making out-sex"
And what happens when you kiss a guy you like BEFORE really even... talking to him?
You end up in a FRIENDSHIP, and of course the guy isn't too anxious to get into something more formal, after all, he's getting all the perks with no burden whatsoever, and you wonder why the relationship didn't blossom?
You are the cow, and here, I am the cow. You'd think I learned my lesson the first time, took me 4 months AFTER our first kiss (with many others following) before he accepted our relationship, which is a lot of work gone to waste considering the whole formality of it all lasted exactly 3 months. Recap: 2 months beating around the bush, 3 months of kissing and fondling and angst (that part was only mine) and then, after that, 3 months of a really lousy relationship.
The part that bugs me, is that... even though that happened almost 3 years ago, I can still think of my following relationships or involvements and in all of them (and, frankly, in all before) I've always been a Cow, and I even defend myself with the thought "Well, of course I need to give some milk for free, he needs to know he's going to like me".
I'll be damned if you think there's any good in giving away all you have for free, so please: Don't be a cow.
