#oldmaidstatus

Because I swear, if it is, I’m curling up in a ball right flipping now and not coming out until 2019. 

Let’s recap the last few days, just for fun. Last week: I make a resolution to date more in the new year. I get on Bumble. I am killing it. (For me). I have 3 guys I’m talking to who all want to go out on dates, I’m so excited. 

Saturday night: had date scheduled. Two hours before, guy cancels. Guys number 2 and 3 are like, well if we had known, we would have scheduled a date. 

Guys number 1 and 2 have disappeared by this point, but I’m still talking to guy number 3. I like #3, he’s funny, he’s a lawyer, and he says really sweet things like ‘I like your writing style.’ Do you know how good of a fucking compliment that is? Like could not be better. I was flying high.

We set up a date for Thursday (tomorrow). We chat off and on, about mostly mundane things, but in, what I thought, was a fun and casual way. 

Cue this morning - I go to send him a message: he has unmatched me. No, telling me that he’s out or anything else. He just straight unmatched me. Nothing. 

I am so pissed. And so hurt. It’s not like I thought this is clearly the one and started being creepy, I didn’t, I swear. I didn’t even internet stalk him! But I liked him. He seemed like a good guy, and to not even have the balls to say, after talking for a week: hey I think our going out is a bad idea or something along those lines? It makes me so mad, and makes me so self-conscious. Like how hard is it to not make me feel like a complete failure.