Two weeks ago, I had a date with a girl I met through a dating app. She was really nice, we had a great conversation and she told in person at the bar she would love to see me again.
Well fast forward a week, I keep texting her to set something up, but she’s not responding. I think she’s ghosted me. I mean, that’s fine, but if you don’t want to date me anymore, then just let me know. I will respect your decision.
Dating is so frustrating sometimes… It’s really fucking hard and I sometimes feel lonely because of my lack of success. I have a good job and I’m a nice guy… but eh… I digress.
well… about that. it might not be, but it also might just be that’s her general way of breaking things off. There’s a truly shocking number of guys that don’t respond well to rejection and get all crazy. It may not be a you-thing, just a past experiences thing. She has no way of knowing, really, how you will behave until it happens.
I can’t blame her for not being straightforward and trying to minimize risk. I can’t even imagine the number of things women deal with when dating that I, as a guy, have never even had to think of. Unfortunately, keeping herself safe can make people like OP question themselves. @app_priori, don’t take it personally.
Even tho I don’t go crazy, as a guy, I do find it strange how a first date can go well and then the girl is like “I don’t feel the connection”.
I guess I don’t come from a romantic movie universe where you fall to your knees from love at first sight.
That is the problem with dating like this tho. If you make friends first, you can know the person before, and not just go by the impression of one date.
But yea dating just sucks in general. Fuck that.
I’ve had so many people telling me horror stories from internet dating that I’ve just stayed away. Ironically, I’ve had at least one relationship that while it ended… (lets just say it ran it’s course,) it wasn’t horrible. We kind of fell into it, though, as friends then more.
The current relationship started more intentionally so- but it still started as “I like you as a friend, maybe more, lets see where it goes,” kind of thing.