I don't know if you caught it or not yet, but did you get to see my column that I wrote for the SG Blog? Its called "Confessions Of A Reluctant Dater". I am very proud and honestly am very excited about it. I just finished part II for the column and sent it in. Hopefully it will be up soon! If you didn't catch it, here it is with the LINK for it on the blog...
The coast is clear, the view is distorted.
I have found myself newly single and have thus been thrown head first into the sad and sorry existence that is the dating scene. I am the first to admit that I have no patience for this type ordeal (and yes, it is an ordeal at times). I am probably every dude's nightmare when it comes to being approachable, and then on top of that, it takes a very certain person to hold my attention for more than a minute or two. That certain type of person, unfortunately, is generally what our society refers to as a "douche bag." Yes, I have a firm belief that my "picker" if you will, is pretty much busted.
Through the trials and tribulations that I have been through since my single life has started up again, I have learned a few things. Coping with being alone is no easy task, and coming out of the security a three year relationship makes singledom all the more of a shock. It can also, at times, be an absolute blast, but easy and fun are not necessarily synonymous.
When I first became the newly single me, I felt pretty lost and found myself starting to see someone right off the bat. Not seriously, but in my naive little heart I thought that it could lead to something long term. I was definitely mistaken. He was one of those guys that we have all had a run in with on some level. Extremely charismatic, good looking, acted like he wanted to give me everything that I wanted, blah, blah, blah. In the end we went out a few times, hooked up for a while, and then, well, let's just say my rose-tinted spectacles fell off with a thud. I was not heartbroken by any means (ego bruised yes, heartbroken, no), but I did get hit with a major dose of reality. This gentleman and I ultimately became very close friends. We still have our fun from time to time, but its on my terms now and all of the cards are on the table.
When I look at my single escapades, and yes, there have been many of over the past few months, I just shake my head at my own antics and vow that I will learn and grow from them. This, of course, has yet to happen. Can you really blame me? You take a girl like me and throw me into the singles scene, and shit is going to go down. Especially with my affinity for tattooed boys with an "I dont give a fuck attitude."
I am not interested in settling down, at least not with anyone who is emotionally available and I don't like to sleep alone. This is a dangerous combination. So what is a girl to do? Thus far I have been enjoying the ride. Never turning down a drink and breaking hearts along the way. It's go time in Bradleyville. We will see where this all takes me.
I have no clue what the next few months will bring. Hell, I don't know what the next few minutes will. But I do know one thing, I am having fun. Please stay tuned for further developments. I am sure that things are going to get interesting.
Until next time.
Bradley
xoxo
Photo by Lai Man Cheung Photography, hair by Whitney Vallerga, makeup by Christi Reynolds
The coast is clear, the view is distorted.
I have found myself newly single and have thus been thrown head first into the sad and sorry existence that is the dating scene. I am the first to admit that I have no patience for this type ordeal (and yes, it is an ordeal at times). I am probably every dude's nightmare when it comes to being approachable, and then on top of that, it takes a very certain person to hold my attention for more than a minute or two. That certain type of person, unfortunately, is generally what our society refers to as a "douche bag." Yes, I have a firm belief that my "picker" if you will, is pretty much busted.
Through the trials and tribulations that I have been through since my single life has started up again, I have learned a few things. Coping with being alone is no easy task, and coming out of the security a three year relationship makes singledom all the more of a shock. It can also, at times, be an absolute blast, but easy and fun are not necessarily synonymous.
When I first became the newly single me, I felt pretty lost and found myself starting to see someone right off the bat. Not seriously, but in my naive little heart I thought that it could lead to something long term. I was definitely mistaken. He was one of those guys that we have all had a run in with on some level. Extremely charismatic, good looking, acted like he wanted to give me everything that I wanted, blah, blah, blah. In the end we went out a few times, hooked up for a while, and then, well, let's just say my rose-tinted spectacles fell off with a thud. I was not heartbroken by any means (ego bruised yes, heartbroken, no), but I did get hit with a major dose of reality. This gentleman and I ultimately became very close friends. We still have our fun from time to time, but its on my terms now and all of the cards are on the table.
When I look at my single escapades, and yes, there have been many of over the past few months, I just shake my head at my own antics and vow that I will learn and grow from them. This, of course, has yet to happen. Can you really blame me? You take a girl like me and throw me into the singles scene, and shit is going to go down. Especially with my affinity for tattooed boys with an "I dont give a fuck attitude."
I am not interested in settling down, at least not with anyone who is emotionally available and I don't like to sleep alone. This is a dangerous combination. So what is a girl to do? Thus far I have been enjoying the ride. Never turning down a drink and breaking hearts along the way. It's go time in Bradleyville. We will see where this all takes me.
I have no clue what the next few months will bring. Hell, I don't know what the next few minutes will. But I do know one thing, I am having fun. Please stay tuned for further developments. I am sure that things are going to get interesting.
Until next time.
Bradley
xoxo
Photo by Lai Man Cheung Photography, hair by Whitney Vallerga, makeup by Christi Reynolds
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heatherann:
I'm fairly newly single, too (it's been a couple of months). It's a weird and scary and irritating place to be in after a nearly two year long relationship. Sometimes I like it okay, and sometimes I absolutely hate it.
brooklyn:
I will be in LA for my husband's sister's wedding June 15-20! I'm hoping to have a get together maybe Sunday June 17...?! Would loooooooove to meet you, too! Will be downtown until June 18 then in Venice Beach until 20th! Email me or something!