It's been a few months since Matt and I officially broke up. Pete let me know that him and Kira also broke up, but I really could care less. I wasted too many years on Matt, and I feel like he doesn't even deserve any of my attention anymore.
I won't lie. The past few months have been hard. I have really had to buckle down and work on myself and figure out how to be alone.
In a huge city, it's not so fun. Luckily my job has been great, and I have been given a lot of opportunities for growth. I have been involved in a lot of events, and my boss seems really happy with my work.
I haven't talked to the guy. He didn't reach out, and I haven't tried either. I figure he tried working things out with his girlfriend, and I guess that's just how it goes.
I ended up telling Trixie everything that happened. She was initially upset at me for not only giving Matt a second chance, but more because I didn't tell her that I had given him a second chance in the first place. But great friend as she was, she came over to help me pick up the pieces.
I have started seeing a therapist who has helped me to realize the type of relationship I had with Matt, and what red flags to look out for, if and when I decide to start dating again.
As I have been feeling a lot better with myself, with work, with life, I figure I would like to start trying to date again soon.
I know the hardest part of it all is putting yourself out there to potentially get hurt again, but the flipside of that is that you find someone great, and I think it's worth that risk.
I'm sitting at home on my couch on a Friday night, and for the first time in a long time, I feel okay with being alone. I am watching some silly rom-com on TV and decide to download a dating app.
I wait for the icon to become clear on my phone, and then open it up.
The questionnaire for my profile is intense, but I guess that's the best way to have someone get to know you.
I have finally finished it up and upload a nice picture of myself that makes me feel beautiful.
I look through some of the profiles and see that there are quite a few people that I may find interesting to at least go out on one date with.
And then I see it. A familiar face. His face.
I click on his profile. It says something about crosswords. It says he is in a band. It says he is looking for something serious. But most importantly, it says single.
I take the plunge and send him a message...
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RomanceI was bored. No that's a lie. I wasn't bored. I was just me. And I was lonely. And it wasn't supposed to mean anything. It really wasn't. But we found each other when we were both lost. A love story that wasn't meant to happen.