The Introduction.

September 16, 2007

The truth is hard to find in many situations. In some, the truth doesn’t come out at all. But nevertheless, the truth is always the best thing that can be discovered and appreciated at any point in time.

It took me a while to realize that dating was my way of comforting myself and my way of keeping me from feeling lonely. Let’s face it – everyone hates feeling lonely and most people would do anything to make that feeling go away. Some choose to drink their problems away. Some wrap themselves up in work and forget life exists altogether. There are so many ways to avoid the truth that people essentially choose one and become blind bats that never find a way out and rut their lives to hell.

That’s what I was doing for the past two years. It is funny how someone can realize this, which I believe is a huge discovery, and learn from it in such a short amount of time. It’s like, BAM, something happens and it just sticks with you. It’s like downloading a new program to you computer. It instantly works and sticks in the memory.

My favorite episode of Sex and the City keeps flashing in my head, and it’s so true. Maybe I am dating myself, just like Carrie was dating New York. Tallahassee is my date and I keep it fun and interesting by going out and always keeping myself busy. Granted, I am aware that Tallahassee is not as exciting or remotely close to being the city that New York is, but either way, the relationship is there. I am slowly realizing how much fun being single can be and how lucky I am to be able to do all I can. I mean, truth be told, I attract TRASH (no offense to the one man I know that reads this – you are far from it). I attract liars, cheaters, manipulators, confused and immature men who do not know what they want. So why not date myself and treat myself the way I want to be treated until that perfect one comes along?

It’s all about having fun and being independent. This relationship is about treating yourself the way you deserve to be treated. Realizing your self worth and loving your whole being no matter what. It’s what the perfect relationship should be. It mends you. It completes you.

So let me introduce you to my significant other. He loves music, sunny days, the beach, working out (for himself and not to impress others, lol), sleeping in his huge bed that has room for two (but why waste it on someone who’s not going to stay there forever), and loves his life and what is going on in it now that all the venom is, for the most part, out of the system.

It may be weird to some people, but let me tell you, slowly but surely, I’m realizing how much happier I am on my own. I love dating myself. It’s actually quite refreshing.