Hello, beautiful souls. I would apologize for the delay, but I have no reason to. I have a lot on my plate, and there are things that fall through the cracks.
Way back when, I wrote a post called Toads and Jerks. Well, since I’ve written last, I have encountered a few. It has NOT been fun. It has BARELY been worth it.
Living in such a mainstream city, it is hard to date. I don’t go out very often either. I’m a homebody, but I am also tired of being alone. I met someone through one of the few activities that get me out of my place.
This guy was great. He was blunt, creative, and funny. We were hanging out, and I thought it was great. I got my hopes up. Well, I got played and embarrassed TWICE. It’s sad to say, but I will not be ashamed of my mistakes.
He wanted to be wild and free. That’s fine. What is NOT fine is knowing my intentions but still wasting my time. If I put effort into getting dressed, going out, and staying away from my bed for prolonged periods of time, you must be special to me. He didn’t seem to understand that.
Being myself, I naturally flipped out. I told him EXACTLY how I felt since he couldn’t (or wouldn’t) grasp it on his own. I was nowehere near nice about it. (And now, I have NO REGRETS about what I said or how I said it.) Apparently, I’m rude, but he’s a jerk so it doesn’t even matter. If you can’t tell by now, I don’t talk to this guy anymore unless I ABSOLUTELY have to.
Like some people my age (more than I can fathom, actually), I joined a dating app. Well, I met someone. He was AMAZING!!! We met each other in person (an extreme rarity for me). We just sat and talked for a few hours. He was an amazing listener. He was also REALLY funny. We ended up hanging out later on to watch one of my favorite shows that he had been procrastinating on actually watching. We had a great time. We even made plans to see each other again.
When I messaged him to see if he was still down to hang that day, he saw my message and didn’t say a word. That is definitely a pet peeve for me. I’d rather get a “No thanks” than be seen and ignored. RUDE MUCH? After a few hours, I just told him to have a good night, and left it at that.
At this rate, I hate putting myself out there because it seems pointless. People no longer care about the feelings of others, yet they want others to care about their feelings. That’s insanity, and I won’t be a part of it. If these men want to be savage, then I will be too.
It looks like I’m going to be an attractive single aunt in the next few years. I’m okay with that though. I won’t lower my standards or settle for less than I deserve. Step up or move out of my way. I have no time to waste.