Ever go on a date and it’s kinda ok and then you get home and start identifying all these dealbreakers?
This seems to be happening kind of a lot lately. While we’re hanging out chatting I’m not dying to get home. I think “I’d give him a second date.” Then I get home to my couch’s warm embrace away from the glow of whiskey and feel compelled to text.
“So I just went out with a more bitter version of [insert ex here].”
“So this guy tonight was grilling me about where I work. Is my job weird?”
“So this guy tonight said he puts butter in his coffee…”
(Ok so that last one is apparently a real thing. And actually something I might try when I’m not busy scarfing straight brown sugar.)
Am I sabotaging myself or am I trying so hard to be open minded I don’t even know what kind of company I like to keep anymore?
Like when I met up with the guy this week for drinks and he didn’t drink. That seemed weird and also awkward since I enjoy drinking and did so heartily. Naturally he didn’t pay for my drinks, which as we know is a major annoyance that I worry I should be more modern about but don’t want to be modern about. Espesh when my bar tab for the night is $9.50.
Also when I tried to explain him to a friend and said “he was kinda super negative but maybe it’s good to not always be optimistic?” Hearing myself out loud rationalizing a guy’s behavior by suggesting a positive outlook is a bad thing was jarring…
The past two half-hearted 2nd dates I regretted and the fact that I decided against sending a thank you text lest I have to have a conversation were a push to let it be a one and done with this guy. But I’ll keep wondering if I’m letting a guy’s one bad night keep me from a relationship or if I’m just too picky.
Trying to trust your (anxious, prone to depression) gut while also having an open heart is as confusing as it is tough.
*PS: That VH1 show Hindsight was awesome. Bring that back!