Dumped By Text?!
A positive can always come out of a negative. That's what my Mumma always told me and that's what my brain told me today. Slightly on the more personal side of things, but you know what; who gives a shit? If Kim K can make a sex tape and go about her every day life as a Mother and Wife, then I can bloody well tell the world about whatever I like.
So, here we are.
Firstly, yes you read the title of this post correctly.
I was dumped by text. This morning.
Secondly, I apologise for the late post. I hate blogging so late in the afternoon but I quite frankly realised the sooner I deliver this, the sooner I can move on and be happy; again.
Firstly, I am okay. I maybe shed two or three tears this morning but so far, so good. For a long time I have been perfectly happy on my own. It had been 18 months just casually dating and enjoying myself with no commitment to anyone. Saying that, I wasn't one of them idiotic people who are anti-committiment. I simply just hadn't met anyone worth giving my freedom up for.
It's crazy how someone can sound and act like they're the best thing in your life since sliced bread (or fresh crusty tiger bread if you're me) and the next they're nothing but someone from your past. It was only yesterday that this new and exciting guy in my life looked me in the eyes and told me he was falling for me. What happens the next day? He dumps me by text message.
Why? Really, there is no specific reason. I didn't cheat. I didn't lie. I simply told him what was on my mind and I guess there is only so much awesomeness that boys can handle. I'm joking, but no seriously, I thought relationships were all about being able to talk about anything and working on things? Why do people give up on each other so quickly?
So, I bet you are wondering what was on my mind?
I'm twenty two and he's almost twenty four. To be honest, I don't half blame him because I full well knew what I was getting myself involved with. Ladies, and gentleman; I introduce to you the introvert vs. extroverts relationship. Something I have been wanting to address for a while actually, but haven't quite known how to go about it.
I knew he was an extremely social person and I had doubts way back in the beginning of our blossoming-not-quite-a-real-relationship, but I put them thoughts to the back of my head and knew he would calm down a bit and maybe devote spending a weekend with me for once. I say once lightly as that's all I wanted. You know, a whole Saturday with your new partner in a brand new relationship? The way it's supposed to be? Or so I thought.
Anyway, apparently we didn't agree on much during our world record breaking three week relationship (today might I add but I was dating/seeing him for weeks previously) and I apparently also didn't quite understand his personality - whatever that means.
Truthfully, I think he has thrown away something great when all he had to do was make some slight little adjustments to make room for his relationship which was his choice to make official; not mine. I would never ask someone to start becoming a hermit to make me happy. I generally do like my own space and time on my own to kick back and relax but at the same time I was committed which meant I would have made sacrifices if it meant I would lose the guy I saw a future with. However, that's just common courtesy, isn't it?
We have become so accustomed to communicating through social media and technology that dumping someone by text message isn't frowned upon anymore. Me however? I think it's the most cowardly thing a person can ever do and that's how I know they probably wasn't he right person for me.
On a positive, I guess being back on the market has its perks.
- I no longer have to shave my vagina for the foreseeable future.
- I can dig back out my favourite comfy knickers.
- I am back in control of my valuable time.
- I can wear my glasses, no makeup and sweatpants.
- That last slice of pizza is mine.
- I can kiss boys.
What are your thoughts? Any good uplifting songs you recommend? I'm off to have a shower now, do a face mask and sing He's No Good For You by Megan Trainor on repeat. Until next time...