Dating for the lonley
Then I get to date and hope some guy out there who likes a forty-something woman and can deal with my crazy-making chatterbox autistic boy, my overwhelming pile of debt, my trust issues and whatever else rears it's ugly head to make the process even more difficult. And it makes me feel even lonlier to think that way.
Of course, all that doesn't include any special issues my dream guy might have in tow, as well.
It's the affairs website to meet people to hook up with for casual encounters or to make a few friends with benefits.
Yesterday, I was listening to David, who has been such a chatterbox lately - he's gotten maddening, honestly.
When you get negative results from what you continue to actively pursue, you don’t get to be right and blame men, the dating pool, or any of the whole host of reasons that we come up with for why things aren’t working out, because you are armed with a significant amount of knowledge and you have decided to, for instance, turn right instead of left.
It’s not that sh*t behaviour from another party is not sh* behaviour, but you are “I know that I can walk 10 miles and cross safely to the other side of the road, but I’m lonely, time is running out, everyone else is younger and fitter than me, and damnit, I hate feeling like this, so I’m going to cross here, even though I know that I am very likely to get run down by the very fast oncoming traffic.
I could sit here and talk till I am blue in the face and give you umpteen reasons why issues will continue to arise and you will continue to be unhappy, but you and only you make your choices about where you want to go and what you want to do.
choices you choose to make, and trust me, they are all choices, you only learn through the proof of your actions and what results from them.