So, in April 2015, I started dating Dan. It was cool. Dan and I knew each other from way back… like high school and junior high days. We reconnected on Facebook in 2010, and had some on and off conversations.
I’m a pretty open-minded kind of gal, so when we’d talk, it would cover some things that weren’t so PG-13 rated. His cousin hooked us up in April. We went on a date that involved dinner and playing some darts. I learned a few dart games and found out I didn’t suck so bad at darts.
We decided to see where the relationship would go. He expressed that he wanted a long term relationship that would possibly allow him to finally settle down. We had discussed quite a few things.
I’m a busy gal, but made time for Dan. I went out of my comfort zone and allowed him to bring me to Rend Lake to camp, which also involved meeting people I’ve never met in my life, and were only his friends. Now, it wasn’t the rough it out in the forest kind of camping. It was campers… so I guess it was kind of like “glamping.”
I had fun, even though I was totally out of my element.
Afterwards, things just got strange. Dan and I had talked about me coming out to Belleville to see him during the week sometimes. However, when it came down to it, Dan decided to plan to go out with friends, whether it was concerts or camping or something else.
We talked on Facebook, and he wanted me to send him provocative pics of women via private message so he could jack off. Then, he proceeded to critique what was sent his way, until I told him to go find his own shit to whack off to. I was disturbed that he liked underage naked girls taking selfies in the bathroom, but played it off as a strange phase. Come on, I read Japanese manga, so even I can let some things go by. “To each their own”, right? It just started to be the beginning of a disconnect.
I do understand when people get busy, but unfortunately, Dan didn’t even make an effort to make room for me. So, after a few months, and dwindling messages, I just laid the facts on the table, and gave Dan a week to decide what he wanted to do with our “relationship.”
I was nice and let it pass a few extra days past a week. When he failed to say anything, I decided to contact him and let him know that I didn’t think it would work out, for some of the reasons above. Dan was told that I could either come out to Belleville, or pay gas money for him to come get me. I gave him my schedule, and told him that if he wanted to see me, let me know.
Dan was clearly not ready for a relationship, nor mature enough to accept that he wasn’t ready. He also wanted to be friends. Well, unfortunately, he hurt me by wasting 3 months of my time, which isn’t very friendly at all.
His loss… good luck to him.