So, I met someone…well I thought I had. Things were going really well. I met his friends, he met mine. We’d hung out 5 times in 8 days. It was a whirlwind of thing. I was really starting to fall for him. He would look at me and give me a cute little wink that would make my heart melt. Then, I get a call from him today. I thought he was calling to figure out what we were going to do tonight…that wasn’t the case. He called to tell me that he thought we shouldn’t see each other anymore. I don’t remember exactly what I said, but it was probably something along the lines of: “okay, well, thanks for letting me know…is there a reason, I mean there doesn’t have to be one…” I rambled on. He said that there was someone else and that it wasn’t fair or kind to me if he kept seeing me while knowing full well that he likes someone else. I appreciate his honesty. It would have really sucked if he had just led me on. I wished him the best of luck and after a short, yet long 8 minute conversation, the pure joy and happiness of the past two weeks was suddenly over and I’m left to pick myself up and move on. Pardon my language, but dating fucking sucks. I don’t know if this is what dating is like when you don’t meet the person online or not, but I have a feeling that no matter the medium through which you are introduced to a person, dating in general sucks. There are people whom other people are just attracted to and it all works out. Then, there are people (like myself) who must work at dating…dating literally becomes a second job…a second job that can be fun, but mostly just exhausts you and frustrates you to no end.
So, it’s a Saturday afternoon and I’m sitting on the couch, at my computer, wearing workout clothes (because I’m supposed to go on a 5 mile run), just wishing I could find someone who I’m interested in and who is interested in me! It’s a lot harder than I thought it would be. I invest so much of myself and my time into trying to develop something with someone. I put myself out there. I open my mind and my heart. Every rejection hurts. There are some that I don’t really care about and then some that cut a little deeper. I guess with each rejection, I get that much closer to the man I hope to spend the rest of my life with…or at least that’s my hope! I guess only time will tell. Until then, I will trudge forward and persevere because I am a strong, confident, courageous, independent, beautiful woman who deserves to be truly happy and have someone who cares enough to make me a priority.