Lately I've felt really empowered, and I can't pinpoint why. Ever since I got back from Europe, I've just felt really happy and as if I wasn't going to take anything from anyone. I think part of this feeling can be attributed to my happiness in being single! I feel so free of any manipulative, messed-up relationships. I feel like if another guy who comes along exhibits any red flags, I'm out like Thursday's trash. I honestly just feel like I'm not going to put up with any more lame lies and BS.
It's interesting that I've been feeling so secure and happy at this point, because I have several friends calling me lately complaining about their dating lives. Indulge me while I tell you about one specifically: I have this friend that's really great! She has so much going for her, but can never seem to get it right with guys. Last night she detailed (and when I say detailed I mean every, MINUTE detail) to me a three-week "relationship" with this guy. I will only give YOU the reader's digest version.
This "relationship" started out said man coming over to watch a movie late at night at this girl's house. Prior to this time, they had only seen each other ONCE in passing. Well, at the end of the movie, one thing led to another and they ended up making out at the end of the movie. Now, I could have told her at that point in the diatribe that this "relationship" wasn't going to work out! If you make out right away on the first day you know someone, the guy is thinking: "Wow, why buy the ENTIRE cow if I can get the milk for free? And this is chocolate milk!"
MOVING ON... My friend continued to describe to me a four-day make out marathon that "miraculously" went downhill fast. At the end of the week, he had stopped calling as much, said that they shouldn't kiss, and included a whole slew of excuses for his behavior. The fact of the matter resides that HE'S JUST NOT INTO HER enough to want to be in a relationship with her.
I tried being euphemistically honest with my friend, but she bought into his excuses and used them as her own. She didn't want to hear anything I had to say about the relationship and why he doesn't want to kiss her/hang out with her anymore. And now she is crying about him wondering where it went wrong and why he changed in the three, short (emphasis on SHORT) weeks she's known him!
I've been that girl in my day. (Okay, saving a little dignity, maybe I wasn't QUITE so extreme about it... then again, maybe I was.) I'm happy to say that for the last while, I've grown up and matured. I'd MUCH rather be happy and single, than deal with issues that I ultimately brought upon myself in choosing to date a loser.
Tonight I have a date with a twenty-year-old who seems a little immature and already didn't call me this week like he said he would to set up the date. I can already tell that this is a down-hill situation. (Which is fine because I wasnt that interested in him anyway: Sure he's HOT, but he's twenty-one for goodness' sake.) We'll see how it goes, but either way, I have my dignity in the situation. I have faith in myself and my ability to date someone amazing. And thank goodness for that.
