Fuck dating. in Since OD is shutting down....

  • Oct. 7, 2021, 6:46 p.m.
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So when you are in your late 30’s, you’d think dating would be a tad easier because people have had a chance to develop some maturity and having the chance to really live. Okay, no it’s just as hard as it was 10 years ago. I refuse to put forth ANY more effort in trying. I don’t really try anyway but I have a story about last night.

It’s about 10pm last night and a guy messages me from Facebook dating. Long story short, we text for quite awhile and then talk on the phone for awhile. The texting was great conversation but then he decides to call and talks about his dog the whole time and how much he loves his bed. Yes, his FUCKING BED. I still thought he was pretty nice and definitely my idea of cute so I decide I’m going to wait and see how today goes. I don’t hear from him until after I had posted 3 different pictures on Snapchat. He messages but like the conversation is very mediocre and he made just enough effort for me to respond so at this point, I’m losing interest.

I only got 4 hours of sleep last night because we were up talking late and then I got to go around absolutely exhausted all day. I know that you aren’t supposed to ever lose sleep just to talk to someone but I did and I can promise I’ll never do it again.

He has mentioned us maybe going to a pumpkin patch but didn’t say when he’s free or anything about future plans to talk or hang out. I don’t feel there’s any real effort being made and that’s okay because I don’t really feel like investing time and energy into something other than friendship anyway. He either has serious communication issues or he’s really not interested and I don’t mind but I’d rather him just say that.

I’ll never understand why dating is so complicated but honestly, I do know why. I know that I have a lot of kinks, issues I need to figure out and most of the time, shit moves way faster than I want. I think it’s probably better for me to just figure out myself before trying to ever have feelings for someone or even attempt to trust someone ever again. I’ve been put thru the fucking ringer and that’s why when I sense lies, not enough effort, or communicating problems, I dig out. I won’t waste a lot of time where it’s not returned.


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