Moving On...

One of the realities of life is that to move on from one thing it helps to have something else to go to. Thats why I thought it was perfect that after 3 weeks of being single I was going to meet up for dinner and a movie with a single guy. Let me clarify that this "single guy" was also my ex-boyfriend's former roommate. Because there is the "former" in there they rarely talk. So it definitely wasn't to get back at the ex or make him jealous, though that is a nice bonus. I was all excited to be getting back into the game with a fun, attractive, smart guy. Ohhh how wrong I was. It turns out that it was not a date, and was incredibly awkward. I'm not sure what exactly went on, or what his whole purpose of meeting up with me was, but it definitely was not for any romantic purpose. This loss of possibility hit me like a ton of bricks. Because I had this "date" to look forward to I was able to get myself out of my hole and stop thinking as much about the ex. Being slammed back to reality made me miss the ex as I realized just how hard it is to meet someone who likes you for you. (although obviously the ex no longer feels that way).  It also doesn't help that the one other guy that I have an interest in, is in love with some other girl, that he is kind of dating. Most likely that will end in some sort of embarrassment for me. However, I keep talking with him because if that drops out then I won't have a crush on anyone, and no guys to chat with. And then the loneliness will really rear its ugly head. The moral of this story is that getting a date, or finding an interest in a new guy is only half the battle. I still have a long road ahead to perfectly okay...