there's a guy i know. let's call him Gavin. he's dating a girl i hardly know. let's call her Farrah. gavin says the relationship with like farrah is like dating back in high school... except a lot of us were actually having sex in high school. Gavin and Farrah are not. They are, however, smooching at the end of movies (i'd think that a real tear jerker marathon with Leonardo DiCaprio dying in Kate Winslet's frost-bitten arms might drive you to the yum, but what do i know).
not sure exactly why, but i can't shake the feeling that this is odd. it's not SO odd that they are not doing the sexytime... as they say, "to each their (sad, sexless) own". I think the part that's odd to me is that they've not really spoken much about this.
i believe that communication has a place in successful relationships. sounds basic, right? BUT GAVIN DOESN'T EVEN KNOW THE REASON BEHIND FARRAH'S CELIBACY! When asked, he's audibly, and visually, frustrated about the circumstances- uttering brooding questions. But he's not directing those questions toward her! Perhaps if he'd just ask her why, how long, what it means, etc. then he'd have an answer he could live with (or not). He's going to end up breaking up with her without ever talking to her about what's bothering him.
because this is meant to be a serious blogging experience (rather than anonymously detailing the lives of my friends), let me bring this back to public relations. to my tech bloggers: if we PR people are not giving you what you want and what you need, will you please just talk to us before you complete negate us from your existence? if you give us background and tell us how your way is different, then perhaps we'd be able to coexist- maybe even enjoy the ride. you'd think it would be so basic.
best of luck to gavin and farrah. i know you have it in you.
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