About a month ago, I said:
"There's more fish in the sea, but I think I'm done fishing for now. The good ol' fishing pole is going away for a season."
But then an acquaintance turned into a friend, as I was trying to put away the 'fishing pole'. I started to like him. He's totally cute, exactly my type. It was rather easy & comfortable being open and honest with him, it was nice. It is nice. We went on a date and hung out and that was all really fun....
Til the "F" bomb is dropped on you---"I'd like to just be FRIENDS".
Then it makes you want to drop another type of "F" bomb.
UGH...why didn't I just stick to the original plan from a month ago. Ok, seriously I'm just going to break the stupid proverbial fishing pole over my knee and throw it away. I'm done. I'M SO FREAKIN DONE!!
As a close guy friend told me yesterday, "Dating is a big psychological game".
Yes, yes it @#+?*%& is!!
