For the last 13 years, I’ve been single. I’m not talking
about single and not dating or having any type of male contact whatsoever, but
single in the sense of I have not been in an exclusive relationship with anyone
in 13 years. That’s a long time to be by yourself. Sure, I’ve had the
occasional friend that I can go to when “in need” or the friend who’s available
for a movie/dinner date, but is that enough to keep any woman satisfied and not
wanting more from companionship for over 10 years?
To be honest, for a while, I was content with being
single. As much as I loathe the whole idea and fact of being single now, at one
point, I was okay with not having to deal with the lies, deceit, trickery and
foolery that came with most of the men that I encountered. My heart just needed
a break from it all.
Here lately, I’ve developed a new found fire to find love.
I know that most of you are probably saying that you only find real love when
you’re not looking for it. Well, I’m not going to continue to sit back and wait
for love to find me. That’s what I’ve been doing this whole time and the shit
ain’t exactly panning out the way all of these self-help, laws of attraction,
think positive mumbo jumbo books are saying they will. What I’m about to do, is
going to change the way I look at dating and finding love for the rest of my
life. It’s something that I’ve never done before. And as the adage goes,
“In order to get
something you’ve never got, you’ve got to do something you’ve never done.”
So, here we go; I’m implementing a “30 Days of Dating”. In
this trial, I plan to date (not sleep with *crossing fingers*) 30 men in 30
days. I believe we’ve seen this done several times before by both men and women
who found themselves somewhat on the same seemingly endless path of losers and
boozers as I’m in now. My plan is to date whomever wants to date me, regardless of race, social class, education, disability, income, and any other prerequisites that may ordinarily disqualify a man with most women. And since
I’ve put myself out there more now, than I’ve ever done before, I’m getting
quite a few bites per se. If, at the end of this 30 day period, I do not find
anyone that I would like to continue to date, or no one who wants to continue
to date me, then my dating life will be put on hold indefinitely until I can
figure some things out within myself.
Last night was date #1. I made a Facebook post letting all
of my friends know that this was my plan, and I received feedback from several
ladies stating that I shouldn’t tell the men that I would be blogging about our
date. Initially, I thought that I should let them know, AFTER the date was
over. I figured that just in case someone somehow came across my blog and began
to put two and two together and told said gentleman that they may have an
inkling that I’m speaking of him, that he wouldn’t be mad; but two of my friends
made a valid points. One stated that by telling the men, it may taint the study
and my findings. Another stated that if the guys knew that I would be telling
the world about our date, he may put on airs and send his “representative” on
the date. Both great points, which I didn’t really consider until now. So, I’ve
decided not to disclose that piece of this experiment.
Over the next month, I’m going to take you all on my
quest. You will experience the highs, mids, lows, and all else that comes with
trying to find the “one”. I’m not holding anything back. This will be a journey
that I expect will yield some pretty
great rewards.
… and so, it begins…

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