Hello All,
This is a tale of both courage and rejection in the dating world. It's kind of a long story, but 'll try to keep it as short as I can.
First, some history. I've never really been on a date before. But after years of anxiety and inaction I decided I no longer wanted to be lonely and wanted to start building meaningful relationships that have eluded me for so long. So I spent a good amount of time developing an online dating profile, trying to strike the right balance between honesty, truthfulness and playfulness, etc. I posted it at the beginning of this month.
Almost immediately, I was contacted by a woman who seemed to be a good match. We shared many of the same interests, hobbies, outlook and even had some of the same personality traits. We traded messages for two weeks. Each time, it seemed as though we had a lot in common and would be a good fit. So after a while, I got the courage to ask her out for coffee; she agreed. My very first date; I couldn't believe it.
We met last Sunday and had a really great conversation. We talked for 3 1/2 hours about anything and everything. It went so well that I suggested we meet again so we could get to know ourselves even better. She agreed. We traded messages again until Wednesday. Then, it seemed like she dropped off the face of the earth, not responding to my followup e-mails. Finally, on Friday, she responded. Unfortunately, it was not the one I wanted. She said she had been answering more questions on the site and the algorithms pointed her to the realization that we wouldn't be such a good fit after all, so we shouldn't see each other. She even said I'm a very nice guy, just not for her. I was crushed.
I know in the grand scheme of rejections, this isn't even a footnote. I know being dumped is a fact of life. But as it is my first palpable rejection, it's kind of got me down. So I'm alternately proud of myself for having broken out of my shell which (for me) is a big deal and depressed that it didn't work out. I guess it will take some time to sort it all out.
Thanks for letting me vent.
This is a tale of both courage and rejection in the dating world. It's kind of a long story, but 'll try to keep it as short as I can.
First, some history. I've never really been on a date before. But after years of anxiety and inaction I decided I no longer wanted to be lonely and wanted to start building meaningful relationships that have eluded me for so long. So I spent a good amount of time developing an online dating profile, trying to strike the right balance between honesty, truthfulness and playfulness, etc. I posted it at the beginning of this month.
Almost immediately, I was contacted by a woman who seemed to be a good match. We shared many of the same interests, hobbies, outlook and even had some of the same personality traits. We traded messages for two weeks. Each time, it seemed as though we had a lot in common and would be a good fit. So after a while, I got the courage to ask her out for coffee; she agreed. My very first date; I couldn't believe it.
We met last Sunday and had a really great conversation. We talked for 3 1/2 hours about anything and everything. It went so well that I suggested we meet again so we could get to know ourselves even better. She agreed. We traded messages again until Wednesday. Then, it seemed like she dropped off the face of the earth, not responding to my followup e-mails. Finally, on Friday, she responded. Unfortunately, it was not the one I wanted. She said she had been answering more questions on the site and the algorithms pointed her to the realization that we wouldn't be such a good fit after all, so we shouldn't see each other. She even said I'm a very nice guy, just not for her. I was crushed.
I know in the grand scheme of rejections, this isn't even a footnote. I know being dumped is a fact of life. But as it is my first palpable rejection, it's kind of got me down. So I'm alternately proud of myself for having broken out of my shell which (for me) is a big deal and depressed that it didn't work out. I guess it will take some time to sort it all out.
Thanks for letting me vent.