I know it was the pressure of valentines pushing the crazies out of the woodwork... I just don't have the emotional energy to sort through them.
After several jokes at my expense, a conversation at dinner about the whole ordeal left me feeling like the very person I've always dreaded I'd become.
The spinster.
I know that's not the case, and I know it was all in fun, but by the time the conversation took a turn to "who can we set her up with", the damage had been done. I don't want to be her.
The alone one that other people wonder about- the one discussed and brain stormed for by her peers/friends/family.
Over the past few days I've had a number of emails from people encouraging me about "my journey" or "my hunt" or "while I'm seeking". They are well meaning.
I just don't want to be that.
So, account is closed for a bit... and that's the end of that topic for now.
And if you say "the right person will come along" I WILL punch you in the kidney.
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Really, are we the same person? I often wonder about this.
Here's my thoughts on this matter: I've tried internet dating and it sucked. I've given up looking. I don't have the energy for the disappointment. Life is too short. I'm open, but I'm not trekking through the wilderness for it. buh
That said, I saw this the other day and I must admit I was tempted:
http://www.gk2gk.com
Love you. xo
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