Ah, matters of the heart. Just when we think things are going to get easier, some complications come about and we’re back to square one, trying to figure out where we went wrong. I truly believe that matters of the heart would seems way less complicated if we just let things happen naturally. Too bad I have a brain to go with this heart of mine, and I’m way too practical of a person to leave my love affairs up to chance. If relationships came with warning signs and manuals, the world would be spared of all its heartache. Unfortunately, it doesn’t. So we’re left to fend for ourselves in the battles of love.

Long ago, someone somewhere told a girl that playing hard to get is one of the best ways to boost our appeal, and we’ve been doing it ever since. Well I’m here to tell you all, there is a such thing as playing too hard to get. Playing too hard to get + a guy who likes a chase but doesn’t like to feel like he’s wasting his time on a girl who doesn’t seem interested = you getting left, alone.

Here are some signs that you’re playing too hard to get. Take heed, and in matters of the heart, godspeed.

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Let’s be honest here for a second: books like “He’s Just Not That Into You” exist for a reason. And that reason is that women, as a collective, are really good at convincing ourselves of feelings and relationships that just aren’t there. We get so caught up in luuuurve that we don’t let ourselves see what’s really going on.

You know you’ve been there. You get a drunk text from a guy you heart at 3am and think, “Awww, he’s thinking about me!” You’re giddy and excited (and secretly start planning his birthday gift) and when you don’t get a text the next day (or 3 days after that…) you reason that he’s busy, he’s stressed out, or he has a knack for flushing his phone down the toilet when he’s drunk and he did party pretty hard last night. And your friends totally agree.

But, no matter how delusional we get (and, home girl, you know you get delusional), there comes a time when the signs are bright and flashing and undeniable: this kid is over it. Done. Dunzo. See ya never, biatch.

For me, it was when I made plans to go camping with my boyfriend, only to meet him at his house and see him leaving with another chick. (Yeah, it was rough, but I had the can opener, so I’d like to see how that turned out for him!) Or the guy who told me he was moving home for the summer…and then I saw him at the bar later that week.

For the CollegeCandy writers, there were equally obvious signs: Read More »