You know, I’ve dated some real winners in my time but this guy took the cake, or should I say the french fries. I don’t know why I was thinking about this the other day but it crossed my mind and I thought I’d share with you.
I don’t normally share dating type stories but every now and then it’s good to chuckle and this one may have you doing that (or not?).
Picture it. Sudbury, 2013
Truth be told, when I was back in Canada I used online dating sites (don’t judge). That’s where I met my last partner and we were together for almost 8 years before I finally took off my rose coloured glasses and bolted the fuck outta there.
Before and after him I met a few others. Some were nice, one became a good friend and some just clearly were really wrong. Like the french fry guy.
It started out ok. We had a lot of similar interests, healthy lifestyle being one of them. We both liked random road trips, we both liked kids, and there were other interests. Not a ton but enough for me to at least give it a shot with the fry guy.
A few months in I started noticing quirky things. Really quirky things. I let them slide. I mean, he wasn’t a total asshole like some of the other guys from online dating.
I wasn’t so sure I was going to hang on to this one for long but he filled a void for the time being and that was enough for me. There were a few times he actually got on my nerves and I commented on something ridiculous he did.
That’s when I discovered how sensitive he was. Geezus. Calm down, Felicia! You know, I’m a super sensitive person so I can appreciate and respect other people who are sensitive but this guy was off the charts sensitive. I wasn’t sure how much more of that I could handle.
Fast forward to the last time I ever saw him. We were sitting in the living room watching TV. Not a single solitary thing out of the ordinary. It was around 11 ish pm and was raining hard that night. I clearly remember that.
He got up and stated he was going out to get french fries. Odd, I thought. Why would you want french fries this late at night? Keep in mind we were both very much into physical fitness and a healthy lifestyle so this announcement was completely bizarre to me.
Um…..ok. Are you coming back? He assures me he’ll be back in half an hour.
And I never saw him again.
Is he dead??
I’ll be honest, I was a little worried because it was pouring rain. Did he crash?Is he ok? What’s taking him so long? I texted him, called him. Nothing.
After a couple of days (yes a couple of days) he finally texted me back. He told me he left because while he was watching TV he was thinking about something I did a week earlier and the more he thought about it, the angrier he got.
Um……….what? Told ya he was quirky.
And I never heard from him again. No, wait, he actually reached out to me on Facebook about 4 years ago or so (which would have been 9 years after we dated!!!) to say hi and that he was with a girl who really loved him and he was happy. He said he finally met someone who knew how to treat him right.
Um………….what?? Who cares dude?
After a while, I would just make fun of him (I know, I’m mean) with other guys I would date as we shared our stories of online dating and the weirdos you meet.
One guy I dated for quite a few months used to tease me sometimes and say “I’m going out for fries Iva”. Shut up jerk.
I haven’t been online dating since I left Canada 5 years ago and to be perfectly honest, I don’t miss it one bit.
I had to take a step back and look at this situation and what it taught me. I have to be honest, I totally deserved what I got (kinda).
I wasn’t ready for love and I shouldn’t have been looking. I jumped right in because I was lonely and needed companionship and a man to ‘complete me’. But the fact is, I didn’t.
I needed ‘ME’ to complete me. I realized that you should never look for love out of desperation. There were so many parts of me that were still unhealed from my previous abusive relationship.
There’s a beautiful quote that goes something like this:
“You need to learn to heal from one person before needing another”
I probably did treat him like shit without even knowing it. I probably did deserve what I got back from him. I wasn’t ready for love. I was just lonely.
It wasn’t long after that that I started working on myself and suddenly realized I don’t need anyone to complete me. I alone am enough.
It’s so important to love and accept yourself first before you look for love. Otherwise, without self-love, you show people how to treat you. And it’s not pretty.
Love yourself first, totally and completely, heal your broken parts and the right person will gravitate. ❤
Online dating is adventurous at best
You never really know who you’re gonna find there. An introvert. A momma’s boy. A mass murderer. It’s anyone’s guess really.
Be careful out there. It’s a strange strange world.
Do you have any crazy online dating stories? You should write a post about it or comment below! We all need a good chuckle every now and then.
“Do you want fries with that??”
Peace and Love
xo iva xo