I’ve dated a lot, y’all. And when I say a lot, I mean Carrie Bradshaw has nothing on me. With that said, I have a lot of crazy stories under my sleeve. In my latest video, I share with you one of them. Caution: It involves boogers.
I’ve been easing back into the romanticsphere — slowly and surely. I’ve allowed myself to heal from the past. In July I allowed myself to begin dating again after both taking a hiatus from dating and sex. Relatively no sex but a lot of dating has been happening since then. It’s been great. The characters I meet are not as wacky as before my hiatus so far. Unfortunately, less wacky stories, but they’ve been kind and sweet.
In fact, everything seems more serious now. It seems that after you’ve made the big leap of moving in with your boyfriend (and all the big relationship etceteras that follow moving in) and breaking up, you want to, well, be only looking for the promise of something heavier than flings or casual dating. Going with the flow is quite harder because your foot is always on the gas.
It’s so strange yet oddly natural how the “do you want kids someday” conversation is happening on the second date. Sometimes instigated by me, mind you. I’m only 25 but you would think that I’m acting like a 28-year old who is eyeing 30 with tremendous anxiety.
Since jumping back into the dating pool, I’ve learned that I’m incredibly impatient, I want to connect too quickly. It didn’t used to be that way. I was very guarded with my heart. I knew what heartache felt like, and I didn’t want that. But now I know that part of falling in love with someone is being able to look like a fool. Just like this guy.
I think the reason I can connect quickly (now) is that upon meeting you, learning your zodiac sign, when you were born, how many siblings you have, your relationship with your parents, and what you do on a daily basis, I’ve understood that you’re a good (or bad) person. But you’re still trying to figure me out. Oh, sorry.
I’m mid-air, I’ve let go of the bar, and I’m ready to be caught.