On May 30, 2025, Vanesa Parisi sends a text trying to just be friends with a guy she’s dated for two months. This is after two weeks of pushing and pulling him, melting down and projecting all of her issues on to him.
She continually blames him for things “going too fast” even though she was the one asking him to spend the night, pursuing him and initiating sex (which was the self-admitted trigger for her own emotional overload).
Fair, everyone can make their own choices.
He is understandably confused, hurt and angry – particularly since he’s been patient and two times that week she’d asked him to come meet to talk about her overwhelm. He responds with hurtful words, and her reaction is to get him on the phone.
They talk for an hour and a half. Vanesa Parisi cries, talks about how she freezes when she doesn’t know what to do. She admits she was the one moving too fast and that it wasn’t right to blame him. She apologizes and says she’s wanted so long to be loved and in a relationship, but she “never gets it right.”
He tells her it’s fine, she can keep the Google home speaker he’d given her and he doesn’t hate her. She pushes that they should still meet in person and tells him “I’m going to erase your mean texts because that’s not who I know you to be.”
He says if she wants to meet just tell him where and he will show her the respect to meet up.
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