I recently read a great blog about how dating is like finding your missing puzzle piece. Among the many points she makes is “there is no drama.” Yes, no drama. This should not be impossible. But why does it continue to be?
Let me say start off by saying, “Yes, I know many woman are full of drama!” But men are too! For me, dating has been nothing BUT drama. And NOT brought on by my part. Dating for me has only produced a stream of constant disappointment, headaches, disrespect, and a complete lack of consideration for my time. This is only a snapshot in a typical week of a single woman.
- Sexual harassment is rampant. I previously blogged about a guy I dubbed “The Masturbator” after I heard him jerking off during a phone conversation. Well, he came back out of the blue with nothing short of filth. This is just a snapshot and doesn’t even express the complete disrespect and lewdness of his text messages. I finally blocked him. (NOTE: his message about “taking one for the team” was referring to the previous incident where I caught him masturbating on the phone).
- There is no consideration for your time. As a single mother with a professional job, I have a busy schedule. So I greatly value the free time I do have. But then there are times that I make time outside of the typical “every other weekend” by getting a babysitter if someone excites me enough to make the effort and pay the $50 for a night out. Knowing the juggling it takes to free up time on a random Wednesday night, for example, I am not a happy camper when I get blown off an hour before I’m supposed to meet someone. Recently, in one week alone, I was blown off three separate times in the span of seven days. This one was particularly disappointing because we had already been out a couple times, and he made the plans. We had just confirmed that morning, and then I got this two hours before we were supposed to meet. It’s frustrating.
- You get drama without asking for it. A friend’s ex messaged me on a dating site. He didn’t realize who I was, but I knew him right away because my friend had dated him for a couple of years. I sent her a text message just saying you’ll never guess who messaged me and told her. What was meant to be a “ha ha” moment where the guy says, “Wow, what a small world?” turned into his being mean, rude and classless. I did not respond, but let my friend handle it instead.
It seems so easy for some to find the missing piece to their puzzle. But for me, my missing piece is buried within one of those 10,000 piece puzzle sets. It’s frustrating because I am not a complicated person nor do I lead a complicated life. And as settling will never be an option, I guess single is the only other one available.