About a year and a half ago, when I was still single, I was going on dates – as you do when you’re single. Dating can be tough, and you can easily struggle and lose sight of everything you set for yourself at first. I remember this one story that has stuck with me from that time. When I just stepped back into the dating scene, I would go out to a bar with my friends. On one of these nights, I met this guy. We had great chemistry and hit it off immediately. We talked for hours, danced for about half of the night, everything was going perfectly. I could tell that he liked me, and the night was not over yet.
The night kept on unfolding, and while I could tell that he was still very interested, I started losing interest. I don’t know exactly what was behind it, but it just didn’t flow as it did just hours prior. Before I knew it, it felt as if everything was moving a bit too fast. So, I pumped the break. I wanted everything to slow down a little. And so it did.
As I said, as our date progressed, my interest in him lessened. His interest, on the other hand, only seemed to grow. So, when about seven days from our date have gone by, and I haven’t received a phone call from him, somehow it still upset me. Yes, I didn’t desire him or had any interest in him, yet it still hurt me. I kept thinking: ‘What did I do wrong?’ ‘What went wrong?’ I thought he liked me, so why hasn’t he called? This experience taught me a lot going forward. First, it taught me that I should take things in proportion. If I don’t like someone, why should it bother me if he hadn’t called me? Second, it showed me that there really are plenty of fish in the sea. If there is someone that I don’t like, I shouldn’t settle, shouldn’t compromise – there is someone better out there for me, and there really was.