After this past week, I've decided I need a dating break. At least, from bald guys with glasses. Things do seem to come in threes- first Ben, then Pepe LePew guy and now my newest dating debacle. All three had shaved heads and glasses. Two ended up being bi-polar. All were ready to settle down with me for life. Well, Ben split after three weeks and a bi-polar episode. Anyway, here's the most recent straw that broke Erin's dating back.
I met Steve online. Really cool guy, handsome. We texted like crazy until our first date, last Sunday. I drove to his apartment in Pittsburgh. He made me dinner, we watched Mad Men and True Blood, we talked for hours. It was a perfect date. I felt so unbelievably comfortable with him. He was even a great kisser. It was very exciting. Then, the weirdness began. I woke up everyday to video messages from him. Sweet, but he kind of talked to me in the same voice he talked to his dog. I tried to push it under the rug and go about my business. I would log onto Facebook and he'd IM me. Aw, he really likes talking to me, I thought. He posted a picture of flowers when I had a bad day. Nice, right? But, then, the two kickers came. One, he posted a picture of us kissing on Facebook. He kind of took the photo on the sly. That's ok, whatever. But, posting it on Facebook. I was wearing my fucking Gary Oldman glasses to top it off. All of a sudden, I'm getting texts and messages from friends asking if I have a new boyfriend. Then, I log on and see this humongous picture of the two of us. WHAT THE SHIT?! Needless to say, I took it off my timeline. Then, the final shit happened to make me say, this has got to end. We were supposed to have a date this past Saturday. Midway through the week, he texts and says he can unexpectedly come for a visit. No, I say, not a good idea, I have V that night and I'm not keen on him meeting anyone I'm dating until we've really been dating awhile. He texts back wanting to know what time V will be asleep, saying he'll wait outside in the car. Then, he says he just wants to come in for five minutes to kiss me and he'll leave. Nope, not a good idea, I say. In my head, I'm like WTF?! Seriously. When you're suddenly not looking forward to your second date, it's time to end shit. I felt like a man with a clingy woman. I felt bad telling him how I felt, but I can't be anything but honest. He's a truly nice guy and deserved the truth, even if it hurt. I hate that I hurt him, but I can't do that shit. He's a super sweet guy. I really hope he finds someone. It just can't be me for a variety of reasons. Mainly that video message. Ugh, it makes me cringe when I watch it. It's so weird because of love being showered with affection. I guess I have a boiling point.
So, hence the break. I can't find a happy medium. It's either guys just want sex or now, my soul. No one wants just a regular second date. Plus, I'm still not over Patrick. Six months going and I'm still not over him. Bullshit. I hate myself for it. But, I feel deep down that he was the one. I compare every man to him. Maybe I should stay alone.
you need someone who is more respectful of how you want to be with V. if you say no, i don't want you and V hanging out until we've been together for a while, he needs to say "okay, i'll see you saturday!" it is touching that he was very into you, but he needs to be have respect for you too.
ReplyDeleteThe new trend seems to be sucking up to me through my son. Nope, that shit is not going to happen. Either that, or they run the other way when they learn of him. I don't need anyone like that. He's the most important thing in my life. Not to be messed with.
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