I have NEVER been a good dater. Ever. In middle and high school – all my relationships were instantaneous, I didn’t “date”.
“Hi Nicole, its X. Oh hi X, how are you? Good, thanks, so you know I like you – a lot – wanna be my girlfriend? SURE!”
Seriously, it’s true…never did I date – I had relationships. Until I was 29 and suddenly single, dating had never even crossed my mind.
But alas, at 29 years old I found myself single and living back at home. How the hell does a single woman date when she lives at home with her daddy??? Good grief! I went on a few dates – that were awkward as all hell (uh one was a 30-year-old virgin – by choice – not religion who didn’t even pay for my $3.00 coffee). Seriously!!! I hated the whole idea of dating then, and swore off it cause I was so bad at it. In fact I hadn’t dated anyone in months when I went to the DR for J and K’s wedding. Well then I met MiMo and he sort of fell into my lap and we didn’t really date, we sort of hopped really quickly into a relationship – which is probably why he hopped out just as quick 6 months later. I can’t blame him. Maybe if we had just dated things would have worked out better, maybe not?
But since MiMo and I ended I haven’t dated really. I mean I had that coffee with R, but we had been talking for a while and I knew he was still hooked on the ex, so I looked at it as a night out, not really a date per say.
My problem: I hate dating. I hate awkward first meetings. I don’t like online dating cause most of the guys I have talked to are super cocky and superficial whether it’s a free site or a paid for site like Eharmony or Match. Ugh! I wish I was like my friend Jake’s mom sometimes cause SHE loves dating, she dates all the time and has no issues with it. She’s great at meeting new people.
R (the guy I kinda went on a semi-date with a few weeks ago and have become pretty cool friends with ever since) and I were talking last night and he asked me if I thought I was over MiMo and ready to move on and date again. I told him I had no choice. You can only mourn a loss of a relationship for so long, especially when it is one-sided.
I don’t know when or how I will begin the dating journey, but I know I have to jump back on that horse (I’m allergic to horses, maybe I am allergic to dating!). I just hope that some how I find success again. I mean a 31-year-old, successful woman who lives at home with her dad (by choice) should be a catch right?! LOL…
Wish me luck bloggers, I’ll keep you posted on the
disaster joys of dating!