So my short stint at dating has already come to a crashing halt. After escaping a 5 year relationship that really should have ended 3 years in, I was eager to get out in the dating world. Trying to heal my bruised ego, from months of self doubt in a relationship going nowhere, I was looking for someone that would boost my self esteem and renew my faith in men.
I guess that is a lot of expectations for my unsuspecting new date J
We met at a kickball tournament end of season bash (AKA Zypher’s) through connections of April, and I should of known from the start it was doomed. He went on about how he too had just gotten out of a 5 year relationship as well and was afraid of the idea of marriage. April forewarned me, but did I listen? No!! I was not looking for anything serious anyway, so I disregarded the warning signs, and voila, my dating disaster began.
My date, (let’s call him noncommittal man), and I had fun at first. We went out for dinners, watched movies together, even spent the day at the fair. But the more I got to know him, the more I realized why he was single. He was non committal towards everything. He was so worried about the idea of a “relationship” of any kind, that he didn’t want to meet my friends! That’s right folks, he was afraid to meet my friends b/c then people might think we were (gasp) dating!! He wasn’t looking for anything serious either.
I told him that if he ever wanted to date anyone, it would involve going out and being social. No such luck. So now I am done. I’m sorry, but trying to convince someone to hang out with my friends, is not my idea of someone I want to date.
I am not throwing in the towel yet, dating is still on the agenda, but maybe next time I will be more picky about who I will allow into my world.
