Feeling meh...and the 3rd date
- chachacherry75
- Mar 16, 2021
- 2 min read
When I'm trying to date, I get burnt out pretty quickly from the apps and dating. It's exhausting going through the likes you get, swiping, weeding out messages from trash bags and then carrying on convos with potential dates that most of the time go nowhere. I actually decided to delete all my dating apps this past weekend and take a break indefinitely. Doesn't mean I don't have content. Six weeks of trying gave me plenty more to add to my arsenal. The breaking point for me this weekend was getting messaged by three human dumpsters who asked me:
For a threesome
To let him tie me up and worship me
For a serious relationship as long as he can watch other guys fuck me
DONE. I'm fucking done.
I don't know how long this will last but right now I'm just over it and over dating and over apps. Maybe I'm just meant to be single. And THATS OK.
Meanwhile, quick recap because everyone was curious. It's rare for me to agree to a first date. Even more rare for a second date. But a third date from me is often unheard. It's as rare as a rainbow-maned unicorn. But somehow, this guy got it...
First date I was like he seems nice but not my type - i.e. give him a chance Salty Girl. Short coffee date. Decent convo. Attractive man.
Second date, dinner. I'm still not sure. He seems nice, sweet, cute, has a good job. But not sure I'm attracted to him or we have anything in common.
Third date solidified this. We def have nothing in common and found myself checking out the bearded tattoo guy across the room.
But I still kissed him goodnight (lackluster) and then he sealed the deal for me when he took my hand and put it on his 🍆. I quickly pulled my hand back and got out of the car. He texted the next day but I was sending one word answers so he got the point. Once again, another dating disaster.
I'm sure this contributed to my needing to take a break. For now, I just can't be bothered. As I told my sister, no one has been able to match my vibe since my soul mate who passed away. And that's ok. Maybe he was it for me. Some people never meet their soul mate. And I did. So I'm lucky in this sense. Just never thought the universe would cut me such a harsh deal - hey here's your soul mate but you only get him for a few months.
For now, I'm just going keep doing what I do to make me happy - NOT date.
What the eff is wrong with people? Or rather, what the eff is wrong with men, if you can even call them that? Dealing with sh$t like that is honestly more exhausting than physical exercise - the over-analyzing about why in the world someone would do something like that and think it's okay; the wondering and wondering if all the good ones truly are taken; the resignation to throw in the towel; and the ensuing self pep talk to keep a stiff upper lift. Oh. My. God. It literally sucks the life out of you. First off, let me just remind you again that there is NOTHING wrong with you. You are not attracted to the "wrong" type of guy.…