Dating Chronicles Part 6 – The Clinger

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We’ve all been through this, heck at one point, we’ve even wished we had it.

The Clinger.

We met online and he seemed just fine; he was funny, sweet, compassionate, nerdy, and he had a darling little girl. We text all day long and I mean all day long. I thought it was cute at first, all the texting, then I realized how excessive it was. If I didn’t respond right away he’d send another, then another, then another. I’m about to sound like one of those women who doesn’t know what the hell she wants, and sometimes I really don’t know what I want. I just know there needs to be a balance. He was too nice, eerily so. Compliments all day long, texting all day long, just niceness all day long.

So we met.

He was cute in a dorky way, not really my type, but he was nice. We talked for hours and I had no idea where the time had gone. I liked spending time with him but I didn’t feel anything towards him romantically. We continued to text but never saw each other again, mostly because I didn’t put forth the effort to see him. Which is because I’m a total bitch, but I really didn’t mean to be, I just didn’t want to invest so much time in someone I wasn’t all that interested in. Weeks went by with the texting and I would text him less. Finally one day I just laid it out there, let him know that I didn’t know what it was exactly, but I just couldn’t see him in a romantic way. He was hurt and upset which I didn’t understand since we had only hung out once, but that brings it back to him just being a nice guy. And sensitive. Really sensitive. He also had soft looking hands which always bothers me.

I also think the fact that he agreed with everything I said bothered me. Or the fact that I would post a picture of waffles and suddenly he would text me and be like good morning I just had waffles. Uhhhhh…? Strange occurrences like that one led me to believe that a lot of his personality was fake. I always felt he was lying about something or not being completely truthful about certain things. Overall, really strange. I ended up meeting someone I was actually romantically interested in and I wanted to invest my time in that one person, I think that’s what pushed my action to just cut off any thoughts of a relationship with this person. He sent me a text saying that things wouldn’t be the same, he wouldn’t text me as often, he would merely “like” my Facebook statuses and look at my Snapchat. This made me laugh, it was completely juvenile but I said “okay” and kept it short. A day later, guess who’s power texting me again? Guess who’s trying to pursue something that isn’t there, again? Yes sir! You guessed it correctly! I kept my responses extremely short, if I responded at all. Finally he sent me a text saying, I can’t do this, this isn’t a friendship. I just said “ok” again and we never spoke again.

Thank.

God.

Am I being petty? Maybe. I just think everyone should be honest at all times.

Wana know the worst part? The one guy I was romantically interested in, in years, is no longer interested in me.

Aint that a bitch?

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About amorefado

I am a mother of a gorgeous, intelligent, 7 year old daughter. I was raised in the Central Valley, California. My parents are immigrants from the Azores and I speak Portuguese (as well as Spanish) fluently. I've grown a lot in the last 4 years and I plan on doing a lot more of that. I love to laugh and make people laugh. I'm scatter brained. I'm 27, and I'm on a journey to find myself. I'm also here to entertain you with all of my randomness. You will love my posts or hate my posts, either way I write for myself. I am infatuated with music and unicorns (I own socks people, socks). I'm a huge asshole who loves everyone and cries about things that probably don't matter to anyone else.

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