This Week in Depression - Dating

Ok, this will be different than my other weeks in depression articles. It's actually not depressing at all. I have been feeling a little bit like a chicken with my head cut off running around trying to figure out who to date. But what I�â'¬™ve discovered is that if I date lots of people, I won't have to settle and focus on the jerky ones I end up dating. I came to this conclusion only this week because of a great guy I met . . .who I also stopped seeing.

A few weeks ago, I finally decided to get back out there and date again after the last guy who has been on again and off again in the last year flaked on me for the last time, in my eyes anyway. Since he hadn't called me or e-mailed me after a long process of apologizing for not calling and e-mailing me over the last few months, I decided to drop him flat. But as we all know, the only way you can do that is to start dating someone else. I've always been kind of scared of finding someone to actually date who is nice from the internet but I decided to try anyway.

So I went to find my date. A movie date. I found the first guy who seemed very nice. We talked, had a lot in common and were really attracted to each other. I mean, he was no brad Pitt but he was nice enough. Then I come to find out that when we were talking on the phone all weekend before we actually met up, he had been e-mailing my best friend on Myspace telling her how pretty she was. This was only five minutes after I game him my Myspace page.

Well, I wasn't going to sit by and see if things worked out as I used to do. I called him up immediately and confronted him. And just like a genius, he denied having done it until I told him, "Yes you did, and you know you did" . He finally admitted it and I told him I'd talk to him later in my disappointed voice and hung up quickly. Needless to say, I never called him again and he knew not to call me back. He seemed so nice too.

But that's the problem isn't it? They seem so nice at first and then you find out who they really are. Such is the case with the next guy I dated only last week. I asked for a movie date again and we ended up seeing Black Snake Moan. This guy was definitely just like me. We didn't just have everything in common but I thought we connected more than any other guy I had ever dated. We even snuggled and got really close without getting too close, all in 2 days.

Unfortunately, he kept avoiding me all week after that, even bailing on me when we had made plans to go dancing. Then on the weekend he went out of town which was understandable and was supposed to call me when he got back in. Well, needless to say again, he didn't. But since I felt such a connection with him, such a friendly relationship growing, I called him myself when the weekend was over. He decided not to call me back which was fine. It was fine for the first time in my life I think. That's when I had my break-through.

Usually when something like that happens, I sulk for about a week, hoping that this guy or whoever will eventually call me back. I end up being disappointed and back off dating for a while. But this time I realized that it doesn't really matter. I realize that's LA. And there is someone out there who actually wants to go through the "dating, getting to know you" process just like I do. And those who don't aren't the ones for me. So now I have a date this weekend who will hopefully be better than the rest. But in the end, it doesn't matter. Because if he's not better than the rest, I'll just scare up a date for next week and drop him like a hot potato.

What really matters is that you have fun on your dates and don't let them affect you by laboring over another one gone. Most of them will go anyway so have fun while you can. I am. So this week, I'm actually not as depressed about dating as I usually am. And that's a good thing.