So these past three months I’ve been going on dates with a few guys, and I didn’t feel any chemistry with any of them.
I had been talking with a guy for a month, and at first I wasn’t going to give him the opportunity because I thought he was more of a partier than I am, and those guys are not really my type.
We finally arranged a date this sunday, and he was lovely, I liked him a lot, we have a lot of things in common, makes me laugh and he’s so easy to talk to. But unintentionally, (just because they were brought in the conversation) I told him about all my fears and anxieties, like going on a plane, too crowded places, a bit of social anxiety and I think all of this together was too much for him because he texted me last night, saying that he liked me, but that all my insecurities and fears were not his thing.
I kind of understand it, given he is an adventurer and a confident guy it’s understandable that this is a turn off for him but on the other hand I’m so sad that I’m not given the opportunity of knowing all the good things I have to offer just because of some of my flaws. It kind of hurts. It’s too difficult for me to find someone that fits my interests, and that I feel chemistry with, this is so hard.
Health wise things are going better, thankfully, although I’m not running consistently I’m doing it when I have some spare time, or at least going for walks. Eating has been on point also, so at least I’m thankful for that.
I just made the most inhuman noise
WHEN IT REALIZES THE PERSON IS STILL THERE AND GOES BACK TO BEING ‘DEAD’oh my god
I miss you so much baby boy. Life will never be as good as it was when you were around.
Somehow my binging tendencies seem to have calmed down without even noticing. I can’t remember the last time it happened, and if it happened it wasn’t for sure nearly as bad as when I was concerned about it.
My weight has been stable and I’m fine with that, I will take it one day at a time, trying to stay active as much as I can given the little spare time I have now that I have to study for my residency exam.
I still have little break downs and start crying thinking about my ex or my dog but it’s getting better.
I try to remind myself that these thoughts about he being the one, or perfect, or that I will never find someone as good as him have crossed my mind with every break up and eventually, I got over them, and fell in love again. But it is just so hard to believe right now.
It’s been a month since we broke up, and I tried to move on, see another people but no one has made me feel like he did yet.
I thought I was over him but apparently I was not because another big disappointment from him brought me to tears and made me lose my shit and cry all the weekend. Why is it that the more someone hurts me the more attached I get?
Sorry I’m a whiny asshole, but I just needed to get this off my chest.
Hey peeps, sorry about the lack of posts, life has been boring and I had nothing worth to talk about, especially health wise, I’ve been a blob.
I’m renewing my gym membership tomorrow! I’m excited to go back to the gym, I hope it helps me to get back on track again, I need it, I feel so lethargic and running with this heat is uncomfortable.
I’ll keep you updated! I hope everyone’s fine!
my favorite thing about kermit the frog is that sometimes he makes this face