We ladies tend to overthink everything and have a need to define every situation. It’s just what we do.
We don’t NEED a man to define us and we LIKE intoxicated casual hook-up’s, as long as we know exactly what we are getting into.
But what happens when you hook-up more than once and you have to pretend, that even though you have late night chats and meet up whenever one of you are lonely, feelings aren’t involved... and defining this situation doesn’t matter. When the truth is, even if you aren’t looking for a long-term relationship, it can be tough not knowing what exactly that continuous hook-up means.
If there’s one thing we learnt from Mila Kunis and Justin Timberlake in ‘Friends With Benefits’, it is that although a casual relationship where you hang out as friends and have wild sex is super appealing, keeping your feelings separated is probably not going to work.
Here’s how to know what your sex-capade means and what your emotions are getting you into:
Intimate hook-up: You pretend not to care about whether he is seeing someone else.
Casual hook-up: You don’t give a cr*p what he does with his time.
Intimate hook-up: You consider him a friend, someone you enjoy spending time and sharing random thoughts with.
Casual hook-up: You don’t care to spend any time with him before or after your hook-up and never think about texting him ‘just to talk’.
Intimate hook-up: You find yourself frustrated-ly trying to explain the situation to your friends... and they just don’t get it.
Casual hook-up: You don’t care whether your friends judge you for hooking up with him.
Intimate hook-up: You get excited when his name flashes on your phone... especially if it is before 10pm.
Casual hook-up: "What, why the hell is he texting me in the daylight hours!?"
Intimate hook-up: You grab some food, see a movie or cuddle after hooking up.
Casual hook-up: Hello and bye is the extent of your conversation.
Intimate hook-up: He is a priority in your life.
Casual hook-up: He’s rarely on your mind.
Intimate hook-up: You feel like you can be your silly-self with him.
Words: Frances van Eeden