For those of you wishing to mouse over, my unhealthy pattern has to do with internet dating and giving up too soon.
I considered posting this in the pit and pitting myself, but since my last thread was in MPSIMS, I decided to stay here. It is more mundane than flaming, anyway. I am very frustrated with the state of my life right now and with myself for letting it get to be such a mess, but I’ll keep it clean.
I posted the thread linked above last week, describing my interactions with one particular guy. As far as an update on that situation – I am still talking to him, but it is rather strained. I don’t know that we will be able to recover the awkwardness of the disparity we had. In one way, I am tempted to just give up. In another way, I feel like I should be patient and give him the benefit of the doubt. I don’t have any real reason to leave him, other than a perceived lack of interest on his part, but he said he would tell me if that were the case. So, I am going to stick it out a little longer – try to be patient, and let him call it off if he truly decides he isn’t interested. I might be reading it wrong, so I refuse to act on any assumptions about his feelings. Yet in the back of my mind, I feel like it is just a matter of time before he goes. He has that emotional guard way up high, so I can’t get through. How can you know how someone truly feels when they put up walls? It’s not a good sign.
It is the fact that I am tempted to give up on him just because he wants to take things slow that gives me cause to write today. I have been doing this internet dating thing for about 10 months now and I am starting to worry about myself. I am wondering if I am getting addicted to the new relationship “high”. My pattern has been to meet a guy, think he is pretty great for the first week or two, and as I find out things, I lose interest rather quickly, then give up after a total of 6-8 weeks and head back to the drawing board. With the other three that lasted beyond one date, I was always the one to leave, with what I felt was good reasoning each time. But now I am tempted to leave a guy I have no reason to leave, just because I feel cheated out of the new relationship novelty feeling. Maybe you know what I am talking about – when you can’t wait to talk to or see each other, you talk on the phone for hours, you share your stories and thoughts and whatnot. Now I suspect myself of leaving the others for the same reason – in all cases, it was about the time when we seemed to settle into a routine that I left. Well, since the new guy wants to take things so slow, we are not allowed to feel that happy giddy feeling – not since that night we played pool. We talk every couple of days, but about nothing special. I have seen him once in person since posting in that other thread. (We watched a movie at his house, for those of you who said it was weird that he didn’t let me see his house – he had given the reason that his reptiles were all over while he did some rearranging. Well, they were all put back in their room when I was there and good grief, that room was stinky!!! I wouldn’t have wanted to be there if the whole house had smelled like that. So at least one detail he provided has checked out.) So the night I saw him was reasonably good, but not great like the night we played pool. We didn’t talk a whole lot outside of watching the movie and playing with his pets. We didn’t even really make out, no clothing was removed, but we did do some nice - innocently placed- cuddling while watching the movie.
I have had relationships last beyond the novelty stage. I was with my husband for 8 years. I recently dated a guy for two years. I don’t know what is wrong with me. I think it is maybe that I set my standards too high, that I am too much of an idealist, and that I am never going to find what I am looking for because it doesn’t exist. As far as my recent track record, I left the first guy because he wouldn’t talk to me about anything out of his past or anything about his thoughts nor especially feelings, plus his house was a scary place, with guns and ammo lying about everywhere as well as the rest of a typical bachelor pad mess. When I stepped on a bullet on the kitchen floor and it was still there the next time I visited, I decided I was done. I left the second guy because he was obsessed with morbid things and feeling sorry for himself, plus his hygiene was atrocious. He did weird things like eat napkins. I swear he never brushed his teeth, even after I asked him to try to take better care of himself. We never agreed on anything, and he was easy to offend. I couldn’t talk to him, either. I left the next guy because he made me feel used. He never remembered ANYTHING I told him, plus he was just a cranky old man at heart, even if he was only in his thirties. He was always complaining about everything and everyone, he talked about his bowel movements quite often, and I suspected him of a violent streak. I wouldn’t say that any of them were crazy about me, either, but none of them would have ever left me, but not because I am some great prize. It was just that they seemed content to settle – anyone who was willing to have them around who didn’t give them too much trouble seemed to do.
I feel like the only person in the world who isn’t willing to settle. I feel like I am the only person who is really looking for a true connection – someone to be my confidante – and I his - someone who enjoys communicating about deep things as well as surface things. I want to feel like I can tell him anything, and know that anything I share will be met with at least acceptance, if not joy. I want a guy with strong opinions, in whose opinion I am the best thing since sliced bread. I don’t want the guy I find to feel like he has settled – that the position I am filling is just “warm body, not too annoying”. I want him to feel lucky to have me and for me to feel lucky to have him. When I do find someone who seems like he has the potential to be deep enough for me, he is too scared of being burned to actually follow through on that potential. I am willing to give it time to develop, but yet I don’t want to be fighting nature and trying to do so over big emotional guard walls, either. It is that deep connection that matters to me more than anything else – the rest is just fluff to me. I don’t care how tall he is, how old he is, where he lives, what he does for a living, what his past was like, or even what his hobbies are. (but please at least bathe, ok?) Why can’t I find that? My friends tell me to stop trying – when you stop looking is when it happens. Yeah, thanks, easier said than done.
I want to be confident. I want to let it slide off my back and just forget about it, but I don’t know how. I don’t want wallow in self-pity. But right now I can’t help it. I am upset with myself for being weak, for being impatient, for being an idealist, and for letting all this bother me way more than I should let it. I am living up to my user name and don’t know how to stop.