I love how my posts open cans of worms that I never intended to look at. A reader emailed me a few weeks ago asking since I was still posting entries on the “Not Interested in Dating” Series, Did that mean I was still on the dating market. If I was still on the market, that was very brave & bold of me to do so. I told the reader that I would address that here, just in case somebody else was wondering that too.
I took myself off of the
Dating Scene. I don't know when I will return right now. I said through the
summer but actually, I have some emotional work to do. It’s a lot of variables including
the dreaded “What If” and “Possible Absentee Explanation” variables, I have to
look at. I'm still writing his letter. Dating will go on a “to do” list. And No
(A Definite No) I will not announce when I come back. You'll see me when you
see me.
Oh just in case you are wondering. I’m getting better. Having “Happy
Tears” days. I just had one Sunday during church. “The devil’s Already Defeated” Slowly
stopped me from talking about the hurt so much. It annoys me actually to
discuss the hurt all the time. I’m hoping this should be my last post dealing
with it for a while. I know I have one more Emotional hurdle to climb but that
won’t come up for a while. So until then…
I learned that
dating and grieving don’t mix for me around this time 10 years ago. My
grandfather had just passed away in February. I had just met and had started “talking”
to a guy, (that is now considered my worse boyfriend to date and we will call Barracuda for this post) a month prior. Common
sense & Hindsight now say I should have cooled things with him in February.
Nope, I let Barracuda become a comfort in my grief.
Let me give you the lesson
now. Grief does not need a Bandage. Let
it heal on its own.
I looked up and Barracuda
(I have to give credit to my cousin, Clois for that name. LoL) was annoying me
badly. The cloud of heavy grief had lifted and clearly, he was not making sense.
Our dates were not of OutSpoken_Diva style. Was I really at basketball
practice for a date? Did he just call me to chit-chat at 3 am on a weeknight?
Oh, he would say the most obnoxious
statements in front of my family & friends. One of my favorite cousins
while “sizing him up” at a party asked him why he liked me. He said, “Oh 'cause he's cute in the face and chunky in the waist”. He didn't laugh or act like that
was inappropriate at all. I overheard that and cringed. Had he been acting like this
the whole time? Yep, big time. And those are the ones I can tell you about here. Many friends at the time, including my BFF, thought I was just
finding faults to break up. Eventually, they understood my concerns. First,
I thought about entering the “Barely Not Cheating” mode. The only person that knew I was touching
that mode was my friend, Pink Red. That took up too much time, so I scratched
that. So, I decided to address my issues with him so maybe some resolution
could be found. That didn't work. So by November, I went into “Dating, Just to have somebody around” mode. And I stayed there until I had to dump him because his obnoxious actions were ploys to hide the truth. That Truth got him to put on the “Bad Ex” list. The whole truth came out years later after I dumped him got him made the Leader of the “Bad Ex” list. No, I will not tell you “the whole story”. Only my mother, sister, and “Chosen Family” members know that one. And don’t guess because your mind doesn't think that way. Let’s just say I relate to a few fictional characters in current literature.
Now with Hindsight being 20/20, this could've been avoided. But I must have needed to learn this lesson with experience.
All I had to do was end things shortly after the funeral in February of 2004. And that is a decision I stand by. If the relationship I am in (if I’m in one) is Not “Serious” when someone close to me passes away, I’m ending it. Grief masks a person’s truth in dating. The mask hinders learning about someone. My true self was probably masked also. Strangely enough, I was very patient & calm with him during that period. I was scaring myself so I know when I finally snapped I startled him, too. I don’t live life behind a mask. Dating is a part of life so I have to be fully visible while doing it.
All I had to do was end things shortly after the funeral in February of 2004. And that is a decision I stand by. If the relationship I am in (if I’m in one) is Not “Serious” when someone close to me passes away, I’m ending it. Grief masks a person’s truth in dating. The mask hinders learning about someone. My true self was probably masked also. Strangely enough, I was very patient & calm with him during that period. I was scaring myself so I know when I finally snapped I startled him, too. I don’t live life behind a mask. Dating is a part of life so I have to be fully visible while doing it.
One day I'm going
to learn to say Yes & No answers to Yes or No questions.
Always, Talking to You in Adult Terms

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