So, when you spend your entire adult post-pubescent life with a mother who refuses to support any romantic relationship, and does everything in her power to submarine any attempts at love, and you’re so obedient you wouldn’t dare go against her wishes or, heaven forbid, pick the man over her, you end up 38 years old and single without a prospect in sight. Additionally, you don’t really have the skills for dating, as you were never taught how to do it, it was never encouraged, so you’re literally behind the 8 ball in so many ways, and it’s exhausting. So, when everyone else started kissing their frogs around 16, you really have
only kissed a few, and so, in short, you suck at dating. Yes, my name is M, and I suck at at dating. And I wonder, how many frogs have other women kissed, and how far behind am I, actually?
The frogs I’ve dated since I’ve been back have been so ridiculous, I can’t even tell you. Everything from the Englishman who turned out to be gay, to the Indian who was clueless when it came to women, to the slew of online flakes, to the blind date who clearly would have rather watched basketball than had brunch with me. I mean, come on, guys, if you don’t want to take a girl out, just don’t ask her out! Don’t suggest a meet up. Don’t get her hopes up. And if, at the end of the date, there’s no spark, no chemistry, well it happens. But don’t say, “This was fun, let’s do it again sometime,” a la Chandler with Rachel’s boss, and not mean it, cuz there is no need. At least not with me.
I have one of those faces that tells on me, so if there’s no chemistry, if there’s no spark, if I’m not feeling it, you’ll know. You won’t have to guess. If you actually get to a kiss, and it’s not ok, yeah, my face, and probably my words will let you know. Why can’t I get the same in return? Dating is literally a game, and I don’t get why it should be. You like each other or not. Why cause all this unnecessary painful drama?
Just once, can I please go out with a guy who is just honest at the end of the date? I don’t know why that is too much to ask, but it seems to be.
I’m going through a lot of evolution in my life right now, lots of changes, lots of realizations. And maybe, the problem with these dudes I keep picking is that I’m picking incorrectly because I am just now starting to figure out who I am and what I want. Prob not the best time to be trying to snag a man.
I’ve come across some amazing men since I moved back, all already taken of course, so clearly there are good men out there. But I think I’ve got too much going on to actively pursue one right now. So, time to take a break from looking for love, and just keep working on me. Once I get all my ducks in a row, then perhaps I can finally kiss the right frog who will turn out to be a prince, and not another dbag amphibian.
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Ciao for now,