In an attempt to get over my ex-boyfriend and the life I thought we would share together I have been hitting the single scene quite often these days. By now many of you reading my blog might have perceived me as "really" writing this blog as part of "therapy" but in actuality I've been trying to take my mind off of the later. Blogging has a lot of qualities of and can definitely be considered "therapy".
And so... blog I will.
So I have been spending a good amount of time going out with other single ladies in the Triad venturing around with the possibility I might find someone who can fulfill this void I've been left with. So far it seems to only move me closer to feeling like this is going to be harder than I originally thought. People seem to have taken on this weird unsociable persona that I feel can be credited to online social networks and fantasy worlds that have enabled people to feel like they don't have to really try anymore in the "real world" (hell we've got Facebook so we can live vicariously through others and now we don't have to face the fact that we're miserable, right?)
So I took the challenge and went a step further.
I took the plunge, the one I never thought I'd be so desperate to make and joined the 'oh so hip' match.com. Well desperado's beware, most everybody stays for the free 3 or 7 day trial and then trucks it, leaving those who actually decide to stay longer winking and emailing people who have long fled the virtual world for something more substantial. And another one bites the dust. I'm NOT renewing my account for another month at $35.00 BUT the good thing is I did make my money back with dinner and drinks paid for by someone I'll never talk to or see again.
See... I can see the good in every situation.
So yet again, I'm left thinking.
I've come to the conclusion that person-to-person is hard for me and online is just not for me. So what does this mean? Well for me it means I'm going to have to try a lot damn harder to make this person-to-person think work. I'm going to have to learn that social rejection is hard to swallow but it does indeed make you stronger and less likely to stumble upon the wrong people or situations in the future, and if you waltz into it again you may be able to handle it better.
I have already started trying to step outside this box I live in and involve myself less in the oh so desirable bar scene where take homes are as easy to come across and actually start involving myself in activities and scenes where different people wander. Maybe, just maybe this will work.
Moral of the story. Don't give up. We can never decide that just because something didn't work out the first time it won't the next and there are always alternatives. There is a plan for each and every one of us and things don't seem to EVER work out like we thought, planned or wanted.
The real challenge and the things we have to take out of any/every situation is:
1) We learned something.
2) We are better prepared for next time.
3) Hell, we might even see next time coming.
4) Forget that, we might even avoid next time cause it truly sucked balls the first time around and we ain't going there again.
5) To try different things which might end in different results.
6) To know that things happen for a reason, we may just not know why yet.
Happy Hunting to all those on the prowl!
