The title of this blog is Cooking for One: it doesn't suck! #realtalk, it does sometimes. Yes I love when I live alone and I can freely run around my living area unconstrained by the touch and feel of cotton. I also love picking what ever movie I want. Being able to drink straight from the milk carton and just having dinner for breakfast with no judgement. Sometimes this can get a little lonely and I feel the need to date. This usually comes after I watch a sappy romantic movie.
I come from a ridiculously abusive past. I think that I have only told one person about really how bad my ex was and she keeps congratulating me for not being institutionalized and being a functioning human being. Because of this, dating is kind of an issue. I trust very few people. My philosophy when it comes to friends is that it is quality not quantity.
I believe that my subconscious blocks me from flirting so I don't date, and don't get hurt.
So the other day I went to get some food and on my way out of the joint I get hit on. What?!? That hasn't happened for a while. So this guy, we will call him John, asked for my number and I'm like hey. This man was a chocolate man. I like my chocolate men. Because of this I was a little excited about getting to know someone new.
So tonight he starts texting again and as he is texting me I get the impression that our view of sexual relations are severely different. Oh hey sexting. I am a very honest person, so I tell him that I plan on waiting to have sex until I am married. I asked him if this was a challenge for him. Yup it is.
This is where I rant.
Everyone has beliefs. Everyone has this right. I am not going to shove my beliefs down your throat, but I will stick up for them when it comes to me.
John decided that he really needed to try and convince me that what I believe in is wrong and that I believe what I believe because I haven't been with the right guy. I was also not being polite by telling him this. Also that it is unfair that I am giving him an ultimatum without giving him a chance. This goes on for awhile before I just cut him off and told him that no one has a right to make me feel bad about this.
Is it so much to ask for someone who would love, honor, and respect me? Seriously! I haven't even gone out with you, do not disrespect me like this. What the heck has happened to the decency of men? I can only speak for myself, but is it wrong to want to be wooed? baaaaah! Wrong to be swept off my feet? Apparently I have too high of expectations for today's dating scene.
Being single has got to be better than being belittled and disrespected. Bastards.
Suck it.
PS i will get back into cooking in just a bit when I get my own place. soon.
