I had a friend whom I’d known for almost six years.
Juei, 26, says, “You already feel so comfortable around them and you don’t have to stress about making a good impression.” But, as I discovered the hard way, this level of total comfort can be a double-edged sword.
My aforementioned friend and I did start dating, but because I was so relaxed and not worried about what he thought of me, I ended up on the other end of the spectrum.
After a particularly bad breakup, I was re-evaluating my past choices in boyfriends and felt like I was missing something.
In the midst of dramatically labeling the entire male race as untrustworthy and deceitful, my thoughts turned to who I could trust.
That said, what is love, and life, without a little risk?