As of recent, my love life has been in quite a tizzy. To make a story short, I have been hanging in a state of perpetual limbo. I'm not really sure where I stand in my relationships (or semblances of them), and it is driving me mad. What ever happened to the days of true courtship? What about the days of making one's intentions known early in the relationship instead of fumbling with the details later, especially when the situation has become more complicated?
Case in point, I recently met this guy at a house party hosted by one of my friends. He seemed really nice and well put together, not to mention that I felt really intense chemistry between the two of us. Obviously he felt it too because he kissed me before the night was over. As we went our separate ways, his parting words were, "I'll be around". That was it. Honestly, what kind of ending is that? I was expecting us to exchange information, possibly make plans, the whole shebang, but I guess I was way ahead of myself. As you can tell (from the sheer ire wafting off of your computer monitor right now), I haven't had any contact with him since then. It's truly upsetting when someone with potential slips through my fingers. It's like having a bite of the sweetest treat, then learning that you might not get to have it ever again.
Part of my frustration comes from the fact that, somehow or another, people believe that they are supposed to treat love like some sort of game. There are "The Rules" of dating, and people are supposed to "play hard to get". Why does it have to be this way? Why make something that is already complicated by nature even more difficult? It's like, "Hey, if this rubik's cube wasn't difficult enough already to solve, now you have to solve it blindfolded while upside down." I just don't see the benefit.
The other part of my frustration comes from the fact that I'm a girl who has been suckered into some of "The Rules" as well. Because I have girl parts (yay girl parts!), I've been told by countless people that I shouldn't make the first move on guys. I feel forever bound to the role of the damsel in distress, helplessly waiting for the prince to save me (even if he does get sidetracked on his journey by playing his Xbox 360 for days on end). It's a trap I tell you!! If you wait patiently, sometimes the knight never shows up. Also, if you don't wait and try to be the proactive one, men lose interest because they miss "The Chase". If you pursue them, suddenly you aren't as appealing to them as you were had they tried to break their necks to get you.
So, here I sit, hoping to magically run into my mystery man again by chance, and I am hating every minute of it. I hate uncertainty, especially when it comes to dating. Does anyone else feel the same way? Have any of you had an experience similar to this? If so, tell me about it in the comments section.
