Recently, I announced my decision to take myself off the dating grid until August 1, 2019. I was at the breaking point trying to explain to women that I am in no position mentally to be involved in a relationship at this time, or to date anyone exclusively, or even once, for that matter. The last seven and a half years have not been kind to me and I needed to lick my wounds and let them heal before I even considered trying again.
This decision has been met with ridicule and “threats” of “I’ll be the one that can make you change your mind.” Therefore, I felt a public service announcement was in order, because sometimes you just can’t get through to people by normal means.
First, let me explain what brought me to this point. In December 2017 I got out of a relationship that was so rancid and repulsive that I sincerely thought it was going to be the death of me. And it lasted for seven years. I am eternally grateful that I was able to get out of it in one piece. But the physical and emotional toll that I went through at the hands of that pathetic piece of garbage and her bastard daughter nearly did me in. Mentally I was ready to move forward several years ago, because at no point was I actually ever in love with this woman and the idea of marrying her literally made me laugh out loud.
However, the physical and emotional toll were heavy. I put on 80 pounds through stress eating, my hair was falling out, I was sick all the time due to my immune system not functioning properly due to stress, I had stomach ulcers, I had the shakes and I was suffering from migraine headaches. All things considered, its a miracle I am alive.
Once that sorry excuse for a “relationship” was over, I kept most women at arm’s length and took few into my confidence or took much interest in them. But there was one extreme exception to that rule. A girl I met on Facebook caught my eye and my attention and we agreed to go out. We did, spent several hours talking and eating and walking and I started to fall for her fast. We had a second date, and spent some time hanging out at my house and watched a movie. I was completely and totally smitten with this girl.
Within a week of that she started ghosting me and I have heard not a single word from her since July 5. So, the one woman I was allowing myself to fall for was a complete and total flake. This just further proved my point that it was time to walk away.
Between a cockeyed, buck-toothed, inbred-looking, worthless, trash can whore and a beautiful girl with two jobs and life goals, I managed to figure out that I needed to walk away from women and not just for a week, but for an extended period of time.
So, to every woman in the world who isn’t married or engaged or spoken for, no, I have no interest in dating you right now. It doesn’t matter if you’re the lowest form of scum or the most beautiful woman in the world. The answer is no. Period.
Part of this stems from the area in which I live. I live in north central West Virginia, and its just as bad as the national media portrays it. A large percentage of the women here are literally disgusting. I’m talking about losing-your-appetite disgusting. I’m talking toothless, cockeyed, covered in meth sores and carrying who-knows-what kind of STDs.
I know my value and I have no intention of dealing with this kind of human filth.
I also refuse to do long-distance relationships because, quite honestly, they’re ridiculous. Why would I want to “date” someone I never see? I’m way too needy for that.
Yes, I have myself in kind of a catch-22 here. I don’t want to date any local trash but I also don’t want to date anyone who isn’t local. Do you see the pattern here?
I don’t want to date.
I want to spend the rest of my summer enjoying myself. Watching baseball. Working. Smoking the finest cigars. Going for drives. Upgrading my office and doing work on my PC and my gaming systems. Working on my baseball card collection. As well as things that are a little more simple, like I want to spend some time not being miserable.
During the month that I was talking to the flake who ghosted me, I legitimately thought I might be able to be happy again with a significant other. I’m not sure how that happened, or why I would have thought something so ridiculous at that point. But now that I know better, I know better than to let chance have the opportunity to do it to me again.
Any girl who has said she can be the “one to change my mind” has been told to get in line and wait for August 1, 2019. I don’t think most of them are amused at that response but the fact is, I have to be honest because that’s just who I am. I am at all times truthful and I see no reason to lead anyone on when I’m being quite public about my decision.
Everyone should make themselves happy before they even consider making anyone else happy. I know at this point that I have been so disconnected from myself for so many years that I just need some time to get used to being myself again. Doing the things I have always loved but couldn’t do. Just being me and not having to do for anyone else.
Now, I need to say, this is not about selfishness. I think when next August rolls around I’ll be a better man than I am now and that will, in turn, be better for whomever I eventually end up with, whether that’s next August or a decade from now. At this point, I’m a broken man and I’m not going to be good for anything to anyone. Who would want that?
In closing, I want to reiterate that no, I will not be changing my mind about this decision and no one on this earth is going to tell me what to do when it comes to my dating and social life. It’s not up for debate. It’s my life and I’ll do with it what I want. No one is going to change my mind or make me alter my plans. Only death can do that at this point.
Thank you for reading and God bless.