'Dating Stinks' doesn't really have the same ring as 'Love Stinks' but you get my drift. And dating really does stink sometimes. There are times I really envy people who are married or have found their significant other. They have successfully made it to the end of the dating road... and have someone to share their life with. Yeah, I envy that.
Dating also makes me doubt myself. I consider myself to be a pretty strong, confident, and secure woman. Except when it comes to dating. Well, not so much dating, but when dating fails. I always end up asking myself it I was the party at fault. Was it something I did? Was it something about my personality? My looks?
In retrospect, I know those are silly questions. The fact is people don't always mesh. Some people just aren't meant to be. Yet, I always find myself a little insecure and doubting my self-confidence a little after I've been dumped or stood up.
Then you have the situation with The Rock. This time, I'm not doubting myself (okay, I am a little). Instead I'm angry. Angry at him. Angry at me. I'm angry at him for all the obvious reasons. Why am I angry at me? Because I didn't see it. Now I know I couldn't have seen it. I know I'm the 'victim' here, but I'm still mad. I feel duped. I feel played. And I'm mad. And depressed. Because the 'no one would suspect' comment did nothing for my self-esteem.
Needless to say, I'm going to take a break from dating for a little while. I need time to regroup. Rebuild my self-confidence. Time to realize that not all men are jerks... and there are genuinely nice guys out there. I'll eventually get back on the horse. Just give me time.
Take as much time as you want!