It's hard. We're taught that in life, we should try and look on the bright side, to be optimistic. Not in this case. In this case, look on the dark side. Assume rejection first. Assume you're the rule, not the exception. It's intoxicatingly liberating. But we also know its not an easy concept. Beacause this is what we do: We go out with someone, we get excited about them, and they do something that mildly disappoint us. Then we go into hyper-excuse mode for weeks or possibly months, because the last thing we want to think is that this great man that we are so excited about is in the process of turning into a creep. We try to come up with some explanation for why they're behaving that way, any explanation, no matter how ridiculous, than the one explanation that's the truth: He's just not that into me.
All these years I've been complaining about men and their mixed messages; now I saw they weren't mixed messages at all. I was the one that was mixed up. Because the fact was, these men had simply not been into me.
I'm about to make a wild, extreme, and severe relationship rule: the word "busy" is a load of crap and is the most often used by assholes. The word "busy" is the relationship Weapon of Mass Descruction. It seems like a good excuse, but in fact, in every silo you uncover, all you're going to find is a man who didn't care enough to call. Remember: Men are never too busy to get what they want.