Serial Dating Confessions: Honesty is the Best Policy

“You saw much dating, “said the last jerk.

I completely disagree. I’m pretty sure I’ve had the standard amount of relationships that any other 25-year-old girl … Ok, maybe more than average, but so what? Isn’t that what life is all about? Explorer! I’m not trying to sound cocky in any way, but I’d be lying if I said meeting guys is a problem for me. Because it never was. I was the girl in high school and in college who was forever taken. I never went out of my way to meet a guy or even talk to one. It was as if I imagined a scenario of the boy I was secretly falling in love with so that he would also take an interest in me and talk to me. first of course. It worked like a charm every time, whether that particular boy had a girlfriend or not.

Yes, it’s true friends, I was a real boyfriend thief. Home destroyer It is too dramatic since we are talking about sixteen year old babies here! Our brains were not yet fully developed. Am I proud of this? Definitely not. Honestly, I never went out of my way to look for someone to be kidnapped, quite the opposite. But all too often I found myself in difficult situations anyway: hiding behind basement doors, closets, and backyards; ignoring the missed calls and messages from the other girl, stealing glances from the boy she loved at a party while hugging his girlfriend. I got involved with guys that I unconsciously knew were wrong for me (and for society), but more importantly, I was doing things that I wasn’t very proud of. I was being the girl that rush. The girl who made the boy choose, choose between her or me. It wasn’t always in my favor, but when it did, winning over the guy who cheated on his girlfriend (whether it’s with me or not) is not and will never be a prize.

And when the good guys came out, I thought, wow, this is too easy. I couldn’t help but take advantage of them, take them for granted. I couldn’t really appreciate them, so I kept walking on them relentlessly. Not all the time, and not in all relationships, but too often I became off by good guys and turned U.S for the bad guys. Cliché, I know. By the time I got out of college everything it had changed. I broke up with my boyfriend and assumed that someone else would follow suit, as he always had. “He oh he” is right.

what it was Really to follow, questions? A mess of degenerates, liars, and losers (aka online dating). The term “loser” is often misunderstood to mean “boy broke. “Not always. I’ve dated my fair share of lawyers (a guy who told me he was” too dominant “), CPAs, and various other guys in suits and ties. too they were losers. Why? Because when a guy doesn’t respond to you after you decided not to have sex with him on the third date, he’s a loser. Or when a man tells you he’s not the “chasing after a woman” type, like his idea of ​​a justification for being a total jerk, he’s a loser. So do not do it your loser. Who am I talking to? Damn me. And whoever cares to hear me rant about the endless saga that is my love life. I have been unofficially single for almost four years. Of course, that does not count the miniseries of men who have left my life as quickly as they arrived. And up to this point, I’ve felt like I’ve been missing something. In what questions? To be in love. “The truth is, I’m not the same girl I was in high school or college, nor should I be. (And if so, God bless your soul). With each passing day, I realize that all this important FOMO relationship is bull. I’ve wasted so much time wishing and wanting love so much in the meantime, I haven’t even fallen in love with myself yet. I’m single because I need to be. I am single because I have a lot to solve. I am single because I have so many things that I want to do before I discover what I am looking for, like feeling really happy with myself. Until then, it’s not my time.

To be fair they weren’t everybody losers, but either way, they all taught me something. Whether it’s about me or this oxymoron of the world we live in, I took something from each and every one of them. Of course when you are on thatIt certainly doesn’t feel that way. It’s more of a why God? Why are you doing me this? Why do I keep getting my hopes up, only to be disappointed every time? It’s not God, it’s you. It is I choose to date bad boys. (Do you know who you are). I am the one who makes the decision to give men, I mean children, an opportunity that they do not deserve. Now don’t get me wrong, these guys (well, at least some) will eventually change. That is for one woman and one woman only. It’s hard for women to swallow their pride and admit that they really aren’t. that woman. What women do instead of realizing that not only are we not the right woman for that particular man, but more importantly, that particular man was not right for us. We may think so, indeed, we may wish for him until the veins come out of our temples, but rest assured that he was no the only.

Now, don’t think I don’t understand the constant pressures from society (and from our mothers) to have a “serious relationship” when we reach a certain age, specifically (and superficially) women. It is inevitable to feel that we must follow the protocol: fall in love, get married, have children … However, this scenario is no for everyone. It shouldn’t be either, at least not when you’re twenty-five. So as my ovaries wither by the second, my male counterpart’s sperm count increases until the day he dies. I made a conscious decision not to worry about all that anymore. On falling in love, (and I mean real love, not these ephemeral, passionate and lustful affairs that I’ve gotten so used to) on finding Mr. all the world more is doing. It’s hard for us ladies not to be fooled by the “candid” first-look photos on Facebook and cheesy marriage proposals that you secretly wish you hadn’t seen because now you have to go home and reevaluate your approach to life. more girlfriend gets engaged could you jump off a bridge? Remember, this is not our time … yet.

The dating frustration (actually, let’s use online dating as the universal term for dating, since actual courtship no longer exists) specifically in me The generation is not only real, it also tends to alter your self-esteem. Let’s face it, this is a numbers game, and while you have to be in it to win, you can’t be in it too much otherwise you will lose your mind. You will find yourself constantly wondering “why?” Why did you think it was okay to lie to me about being married before or having a child? Why are you ghosting me after such a cool date? Why did you lie to me about where you live? Why did he turn into a completely different person in (thankfully) just a few weeks? Then the “it’s me” phase begins. Maybe there is something wrong with me. Maybe I need to change. Maybe, I need to be more this or more that or less this and less that. NO. Neither that. Of course, we all have things we need and want to change about ourselves, but changing your personality to suit and cater to someone else’s opinion on how to be a quality woman is not the way to rectify this disastrous dating trend. Do you want to catch a man? This is what you do. (Feel free to ignore my advice as I am still as single as a dollar.)

Forget they exist. Do what you want to do in all respects. Enjoy this moment instead of worrying about when it will happen, because the truth is that it may never happen, at least not in the way you want or when you want, it will happen when you are ready. If there’s one thing my loyal girlfriends have taught me, it’s this: men want independent women, women who don’t need them, but want them. The women who are in control of their own happiness and success are the ones who are really winners … because if we fall in love with a sexy, intelligent and loyal Latin man (even without giving up the dream) or not, we are in love with the person who we are and we refuse to allow any man to appreciate us for less.