So as my video (about not dating single dads) was uploading yesterday, I took Messy on a walk, during which we met a HOT single dad, his six-year-old daughter and their dog.
As we talked he learned I'm nomadic, child-free and he still asked for my number... I hesitated but gave him the digits. Suspecting he isn't looking to settle down or for anything serious...
My thoughts, it might be fun for a bit, maybe he'll be interesting, maybe I'll learn something through dating him...
Suddenly today I realized the oddity in how I view dating compared to most people.
I have no hope or expectations of long term.
And maybe that's why my relationships are fleeting but deliciously sweet because I don't feel bitterness when things inevitably end.
Or maybe my relationships have the shelf life of a ripe banana because as we parted ways I noticed a text from the guy who thinks I walk on water but lives 2 hours away... telling me to call him and so before I was even out of ear shot of the new person I was conversing with someone else...
Because of my genetics I've been blessed or cursed with options. From the time I was seventeen I haven't felt the need to fight for someone if that person decided to leave.
Granted I did try to fight for one relationship since then but my efforts were in vain and for me if I try and fail it is difficult to want to try the same tactic again.
I've always gone with the motto doing the same thing expecting different results is insanity... but with people and relationships I need to change that motto because people are each unique and different and someone else might deserve the chance another threw away.
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