I should’ve known this would be a waste of time. Continue reading “I Got Stood Up!”
Category: dating
What’s in a Date?
I think it’s safe to say that this little dating process has been one of the best things and one of the worst things I’ve ever done. Some moments I feel absolutely empowered that I’m doing this and then there are some moments where I’m like, what the mother fuck? Continue reading “What’s in a Date?”
Imprompt-Who?
After my incredible first date on March 1, I was literally exhausted, like utterly drained, physically & emotionally. Not even just from the day before, I mean even though it was a long day (& an even longer night) it was just everything leading up to that day that had me emotionally drained- even just getting prepared, mentally, to go through with this whole experience. Continue reading “Imprompt-Who?”
Good Girl vs. Bad Girl
I can not figure out definitively if I want to be a “good girl, & like all about the Lord, just full-on open up the doors to the church type girl” or if I want to be just a “balls to the wall, all the way out there, hard-core, dirty dog” with it, you know what I’m saying? Like, I can’t figure out which one I wanna do. It seems like I haven’t had much success with either of these two extremes. Last week I wrote a post that kinda kick-started my crusade for #30Datesin30Days & thus my journey to “the dark side” & me being a bad girl. Here, almost a week later I can declare that having walked along both sides the fence, neither one is working for me with regard to relationships. Continue reading “Good Girl vs. Bad Girl”
First Date
Thursday started out as like any other day. Going to bed the night before, I hadn’t secured a plan with anyone and I was contemplating this whole thing. Continue reading “First Date”
Day 1
So here, as it stands, on the eve of my self-proclaimed dating campaign, #30Datesin30Days, & I’m reconsidering this whole thing. Continue reading “Day 1”
Will he? Won’t he?
You’d think I would have learned the lesson by now. Continue reading “Will he? Won’t he?”
Love Hurts?
I was too embarrassed to admit it this time- even to myself. But there I was… grown enough to know better, smart enough to do better and good enough to get better. Continue reading “Love Hurts?”
Doctor’s Orders
In addition to treating me for depression, my doctor also prescribed that I “Forget about the asshole that screwed you”. Turns out, I really did need a doctor to tell me that. Continue reading “Doctor’s Orders”
