So After my break up last year i took some time for myself, decided to figure out what I wanted to do with my life and my future and once i had a clear vision i chose to start dating again. OH MY GOD! please enjoy this lenghty account of the odballs and creeps Ive encounted.
Its been a series of laughable disaster after disaster,
firstly, I met a guy who wouldnt take no for an answer, like seriously from the get go all my friends branded him a serial killer type (we called him American psycho behind his back), charming and charismatic as he was, suuuuper creepy. Gentlemen, if a lady says no she means no, do not push the situation - This is mostly imporant for sex! He was also lying to me about his drinking but thats not my issue. I split with him after a mere few weeks later.
My second attempt was with someone who seemed super lovely, we had a really fun date playing arcade games and skateboaring, laughing loads and falling over. We had planned to have a second date at one of my favourite mexican spots, boy was i excited! however about an hour before our date he cancelled on me, the reason - his fiance had left him. boy, oh boy what the fuuuuck. atleast a bullet was dodged, I did end up going to the resturant alone and having an absolutely lovely solo date. (side note - hes recently got back in contact with, there will NOT be a second date)
attempt number 3 - I got the courage to ask out a man I have been crushing on for years ( dutch courage i might add). He replied saying 'hes flattered but hes in a realtionship', boohoo Im sad but like okay, i did wait 4 fucking years to ask him out. But he also decided to drop the hint that him and his girlfriend have been talking about maybe experimenting with other people. NO sorry dude, its just not my jam! we have however stayed friends and have some really nice little catch ups when he is in town.
Attempt 4 at dating, Now this guy was an abosulte Dbag! first day was sweet, we ate Mexican food and drank maragritas and had a really nice time, i mean shit i even took him back to mine on the first date! We encountered a whisky dick problem but thats okay. However, the beer goggles wore off and i saw him for the douch he was. we kinda started to slow down the back and fort of texts (i guess things had run their course and i was oaky with that) But then he started texting again and wanted to meet up, i gave him a second chance, i figured maybe during that time he ws just super busy or something. Turns out he had started Seeing another girl during and she had dummped him. He had decided to get back in contact to use me a (this is a direct quote straight from the horses mouth by the way) EGO BOOST! As complimentary as it might seem, its fucking not a complement! my friends think maybe hes just btter because i didnt go home with him the night we 'reunited', i mean yea he did say sorry for the way he treated me but it wasnt enough to make me fall into his arms again. also hes a heavey anti-mask and anti-vaxer, i mean each to their own but im pro-vax ect.
And to end my dating disasters I met a nice curly haired cutie of a Nerd who has now ghosted me, for what reason i dont know. Ghosting is my least fave part of dating, it happened to me years ago when i was 18, it hurt then and it still hurts now. Id much rather have a conversation about things and end it amicabaly, than not know why. just royally fucks with ones brain. I worry that something has happened to the person, i worry that Ive done something, i just worry, fuck that i dont worry, i stress and start to think the worst - about myself and the other person.
So I ended up giving up Tinder and dating. lookingback at the last year has been a good laugh, dating is fickle, unkind sometimes, amazing sometimes and downright stressful. As i quickly approach my 27th birthday i think back on how 16 year old me thought id be married with dogs by now - maybe one day but not today.
