I don't mean in the "stop this planet, I want to get off" way...
I just mean I'm done with dating... or trying to date. I thought I was ready. I'm not.
I'm tired of the disappointment.
Red Flag Guy... ugh.
Next Guy rides off into the sunset without explanation...
Bear Hunter was a hello and goodbye in the same breath.
And the half dozen others that seem promising and end up... dead end.
I want God's will. I really, truly, whole heartedly do.
But what if God's will for my life is for me to be single the rest of my life?
I met Nice Guy today. He really is a nice guy... Godly man... good father... lots of the qualities that I'm looking for... I had a glimmer of hope...
Later I got a text... it wasn't "magical" for him.
Nice. Really, really nice.
I thought that waiting two years would give me the time I needed to be emotionally strong enough to take rejection.
I hate it.
It never gets easier.
Putting myself out there... gets harder and harder and harder with every rejection.
It's a small town. I think I've been through every single guy in the county by now.
Going to bed now.
Gonna have my own private little pity party.
Goodbye dating world... you're not gonna have this girl to kick around any more.
I'll be the old maid crazy cat lady.
Apparently... that's what I'm supposed to be.
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Posted by Heather at 9:55 PM