Heartbroken
I hate using the word heartbroken, because it reminds me of some sort of emo-filled teen angst song. But right now, that's about how I feel.
Behinder has finally come clean with me. He's sorry for leading me on and acting seductively, he says because of his "emotional idiocy", he didn't think what it would do to me. But yes, he's been dating STD Nurse for eight months now, and he has no intention of changing that anytime soon.
So he not only purposefully hid this tidbit from me, but he went out of his way to tell me he was only casually dating instead of the "not casual" relationship he's having. She's even visited him here (they live three hours apart), and, lucky me, he decided to tell me that she "wears him out" when she visits. Tactless, yes, but I was blown away that he'd tolerate once-a-month sex, considering he's ended relationships in the past because he didn't get once-a-day sex.
Interestingly, he also shared that if they were not dating, its possible he'd pursue something with me again. Because there isn't any of sort incompatibility between us; just his own dumbass mistakes.
Supposedly he's telling STD Nurse his transgressions with me - namely, not telling her he was with me when he started fooling around with her, as well as his repeated attempts to get me to masturbate, because he "loved" getting me to that place so often. Also supposedly, STD Nurse doesn't care, because its "not physical".
Is anyone else buying the bullshit? I'm sure as hell not.
So I told Behinder today that he'd pulled one too many stunts with me. He leveraged both our relationship and our friendship so he could date this woman, a deceitful, manipulative "sweet" girl. I said I hoped the charade was all worth it, because he'd utterly humiliated me. He didn't deserve my love or friendship, even though he had both, unconditionally.
If anyone has some good 'purge-the-ex' ideas, I'm all ears. I've run into Behinder now twice in two days, and it sucks. Hugely. Although it might be fun to run into him when he's with the STD Nurse... I can think of a lot of things I'd love to tell her.
Contextually…
So I had two people ask me to email them or post here the Christian Carter/Date.com newsletter clip I spoke of yesterday. Fair enough. I checked with Carter's folks, and they have no issue with me reprinting it, so here it is in its entirety.
Yes, I'll readily admit this is a much longer post than what I'd normally put up in this blog. Ok, I'm impatient too. But it helped me to clarify a few things I'd conveniently wiped from my memory to avoid the truth, as well as gave me some more questions to think about in relation to the Behinder's recent admission (And You Say Women Are Confusing?)
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Just What I Needed To Hear
I've read Christian Carter's "Catch Him and Keep Him". It was an interesting, if rambling read. Nothing really new in the eBook, and if he'd presented the information in a more logical manner, I probably would be extolling more of its virtues right now. But as it stands , it felt like the author was just trying to create more white space and/or increase the length of the eBook.
I mean really now. Do we need a paragraph break after EVERY SINGLE SENTENCE?
I think not.
So I usually ignore emails from Christian Carter or articles written by him. But for some reason, I read his piece in Date.com's newsletter today about winning a guy back. One line in particular, I swear, was written just for little ole me:
If a man doesn't know what he wants, he generally doesn't want what he's got.
Succinct, to the point, and a bit too close to home. Could this be my answer to the million dollar question: Its Not You. Its Me?
And You Say Women Are Confusing?
A chat with the Behinder yesterday left me more confused than ever. In a nutshell: we met and dated briefly before we were forced to part ways geographically for a year. It was later admitted we were 'falling for each other'. Yet when we reconnected, he felt something was missing. We're still friends and talk often.
Him: i'm trying to keep from getting too involved. does that sound reasonable?
Me: ew. That sounds horrible, but yes, I get it.
Him: i would be extremely uncomfortable if you jumped me, for instance, but I am unsure as to what my reaction would be.
Him: whether my instincts would take over
Him: so I try to keep some sort of distance between us. its not much. but enough.
Anyone speak guy-ese? Care to decipher?
Its Not You. It’s Me.
I've noticed a theme in the past couple of years in my dating life. I meet someone, its intense and lovely, and things are humming along nicely for a month or two. Then I'm suddenly sideswiped by The Talk: he's met someone else and its already in full swing. When I ask what happened between us, I'm given a similar answer by each: something is missing. I don't know what it is. Sorry I hurt you. You deserve better.
Sometimes these betrayals have stung longer than they should have, but most I just look back at with gratitude. Meaning: I'm very thankful that I found out early on what kind of men they were. And frankly, of the men who intimated something was missing, only one touched my heart.
But this theme makes me wonder. Is saying, "It's not you, it's me?" just a cop-out now? Does it really mean diddly squat? Is it just the easy way out? Or is there sort of dating deal breaker I'm sporting that only becomes readily apparent around the six week mark? One that is so elusive and/or fear-inducing, that it instills an immediate cease and desist.
Does He Like Me?
At one point in time, he did. It all started with My Favorite Date, and we even dated for a few short weeks before I had to leave town. It was magical and amazing when it happened, and I still kick myself for leaving when I did. More than a year later we reunited, but things had changed. Something was missing he said, even though he readily admits he was in the midst of falling for me when we first met.
At one point in time we lived across the country from each other, but several years have passed and now our homes lie mere meters from one another.
We've both dated since; he countless other women (my head swims a bit trying to keep track of each one), whereas I had one fellow who broke my heart once and for all after years of back-and-forth withdrawals, and one young gal whose relationship with me was exceptionally short lived. I was willing to end everything with everyone for him, whereas two of the women he dated he chose to pursue instead of dating me again.
He's since admitted to me that he can be stupid to verifiably ridiculous proportions, and that sometimes he thinks with the wrong head.
Strangely, none of that matters to me. I still get twitterpated when I see him. He came over for a visit tonight.
There is undeniable chemistry between us still, and conversations flow like good wine, varying from the mundane to the risque and back again. We are both currently single and dateless.
Although we shared nothing more than great conversation this evening, it felt very much like the time spent during our first few encounters. Was it a date? Does he like me? Again? More?
I feel silly and childish to admit: I'm afraid to ask.
Frustration
I don't get it. I'm talking to various people through online dating sites. But for the life of me, I can't seem to get from the online chat to real-world meeting. I'm finding it incredibly frustrating.
It used to be that I'd talk to someone for a couple of days - not long enough to build too many expectations, but long enough to know if there was enough common ground to yak for an hour or two over coffee. A phone call usually came out of it within a week, if not a full-fledged date. And I distinctly remember men falling over themselves to ask for a date, and I was the one holding off just a bit longer to make sure they were someone I wanted to meet.
Now? The interest is there, but the intentions seem.. different. More libidinous, less respectful. Less about getting to know who I am, and more trying to jump into something serious without the commitment.
Am I crazy? Is it just me? Or has online dating evolved into a smarmy pickup bar?
Decisions, Decisions. Do I Keep My Mouth Shut?
I have an ex from hell. Okay, I may be exaggerating just a wee bit there. What do you call a man who betrayed you in the worst way possible not once, but thrice? Anyway. I'm thankful there is only one of him.
I've been advised said Ex-from-Hell (EfH) is moving in with his newest gal pal, who he just recently met while his last girlfriend was still pregnant with his kid. (Like I said, he's a real winner. What was I thinking?!) Unfortunately, EfH's gal also has a child of her own.
I realize there are many problems with this scenario already. Why do I know this? Why do I care? But let's ignore that for the time being. Here's my dilemma: EfH is still trolling the dating sites, specifically freebie OkCupid.com. Frequently. With a profile that says he's childless, single, recently out of a long-term relationship so he's "not looking", but eventually would like "...a woman I not only want, but need". Funny, he used that line on me once.
EfH may say that he's only on the site for the tests. Which would be believable, since OkCupid focuses specifically on user-generated tests to determine compatibility. Problem is, EfH's number of questions answered and compatibility markers haven't changed. For well over a year, maybe longer.
Now normally, I wouldn't care. Normally I'd feel a twinge of sadness that he still hadn't grown up and was putting more innocent people through a hell of their own. And then I'd stop the thought process and move on, knowing (from experience) that the only way EfH could attract anyone new was if the person in question had very little self-esteem or self-respect. No one is going to take care of us if we can't first take care of ourselves.
But I digress. Do I keep my mouth shut? Would you? Advice people, advice! There are kidlets involved here.
Embarassing Sex Questions Answered…
... by a renowned sex therapist on mtvU - the MTV site geared towards college and university students. Email castme [at] mtv [dot] com with the name of the school you attend, your question, and SEX QUESTION in the subject line.
I'm interested to see what kinds of questions come up myself.