Monthly Archives: June 2017

The One With the Firefighter

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For whatever reason, I seem to get a lot of “Tinder Virgins”. Yes, I did just make this term up. It means, I’m the first girl that a guy meets off Tinder. I’m not sure how I get this lucky, but I get a lot of first timers. I’m glad I can set the bar high for them. HA! Because they are in for a rude awakening on their next tinder date(s) because I am the closest thing to normal they are going to find.

Anyways, the Firefighter. I met him on a Wednesday night at a bar for a drink between our houses. He lives about an hour from my place. It was the week of Halloween and everyone’s schedules were packed. But we agreed on just a quick meeting.  When I saw him the first thing I noticed was that he was quite handsome. I was addicted to his smile. You know, those people who have a smile that makes you smile? That was him. We hit it off pretty well. We talked about life and dating. You know, the basics. When we left, he walked me out to my car and opened my door for me. He didn’t even try to kiss me goodbye. He just gave me a hug and said that he would love to take me out to dinner next week.

We needed up not going to dinner later in the week. Instead, I saw him the next day! He was going to a country bar with his best friend and best friend’s gf to dance. He invited me along to join them. I met them at the bar and we had the best night. I got along great with the other girl and she kept telling me how much she liked seeing me with him. We stayed out until 2am. It was cold out that night as it was late October. When it was time to leave, the firefighter offered to drop me off at my car so the four of us could leave the bar together. He pulled up next to my car and we both got out of his truck to say goodbye. But before he opened my car door, he pinned me against it car and kissed me. Like REALLY kissed me. **Swoon** This man, I was addicted.

The following day, Friday, he invited me up to his place for a Halloween party. That means that I would be seeing him three days in a row. What?! That never happens. I agreed but told him that I had a wedding the following day so I would have to drive home early the next morning. I drove up to his place that night for his party. Let me tell you, it was SO much fun. His friends were awesome. They all loved me, I loved them and it was great. He was kind, attentive, and still gave me attention even around all of his friends.

The next morning rolled around and I got up early so I could drive an hour home, shower, drive and hour or two into the mountains the other direction to make it to one of my close friends’ wedding. I leaned in to kiss him goodbye, and my stomach sank. For whatever reason I knew that this was the last time that I was going to see him. Not because I wouldn’t put in the effort, just because my gut never lies.

I went to the wedding and had a great time with my friends celebrating a beauitful couple. And you know what?! I was right. I never heard from him that day or any day after. I reached out to him a few times the in following week, and no response. Am I surprised? No, because this seems to be a common occurrence. Was I sad? Of course! It sucks meeting someone you think you click with and then you never hear from them again. Can’t dwell on it though.

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The One Who Ghosted Me Pt.2

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Fast forward to April (on month after I FB stalked him and found out he had a gf). I haven’t heard from or reached out to him in over 3-4 months. It was a Saturday night and I found myself watching ‘The Good Dinosaur’ alone on my couch, balling my eyes out. Why is it that when women get sad, we always seem to revert back to our past relationships? Why do we think things would be different a second time around? Why was I thinking of him?

I was lonely. I’ll admit it. I grabbed my phone and found his name. I think I wanted closure more than anything. I wanted to know the reason as to why he treated me that way and why he walked away when I thought things were going so well. I texted him. Something simple. “Why did you walk away from me?” Was it something I did?
Something I said?

Remember, I had figured out he was dating another woman at the same time he was with me, and I had some words about it. He responded, “Saw your blog” (see pt. 1 for more details). I DIED LAUGHING. That was the point. You were supposed to see it and realize that you were being a freaking moron and that women eventually find out EVERYTHING. He told me that he realized she wasn’t the one for him and that he missed me. He broke up with her a month or so ago. But He hadn’t reached out to me because he wanted some time to pass. He said he had made a mistake, and wanted to see me again. I kid you not, it was as if he was literally begging to be with me, and I wasn’t having it. If he really meant it, he was going to have to work for it. He told me that the reason he walked away (aka ghosted me) was because I didn’t want a relationship. The first time we had met, we both talked about how we wanted to take things slow not have to worry about labeling our relationship. I was totally ok with that and he was too. How can he hold that against me? Maybe he should have brought it up?

I agreed to meet him to go dancing that week. Basically, I wanted to see if I still had feelings for him. We had a great night. It was as if no time had passed. We just understood each other and had the same sense of humor. Something about him just made me giddy.

We continued see each other. Dinner dates, dancing dates, random errand dates on the weekends… It felt good. I was still uneasy though. There was just something about I that I didn’t trust. That should have been my red flag. We made plans to go to this opening of a new bar to dance. We made these plans maybe 1-2 weeks in advance. But, what do you know… he stopped talking to me again. GHOSTED. REALLY?! I had a random family trip come up the same weekend we were supposed to go to this opening. But given that I hadn’t heard from him in a few days, I decided to go on the trip. I did hear from him that Frida, the day before the opening, when I was out of town. He told me that he was sorry but he got scared after seeing me and he didn’t know what to do. So clearly, the best option was for him to ignore me again. I’m not falling for this again.

People never change… I wasn’t going to put up with these games. I was done. Fun fact: He did start dating a new girl shortly after our last conversation, and he ended up marrying her 6 short months later. We will see how that goes.

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