In the Trenches

First off, I must apologize for my bad administrative management here — WordPress isn’t the most intuitive, and I’m having problems responding to comments with this account. If you left a comment and I haven’t approved it/responded to it, I greatly apologize! I’m working on moving this blog to my own space… more soon!

Until then, this “In the Trenches” segment will discuss real dating stories from real people — namely my experiences, my friends’, or my clients’. Names will be changed to protect the innocent — except when it’s my own. I’m no innocent. 😉

A man I’m dating, “Bob”, lamented to me a couple weeks ago about a woman he met before me with which he had a great first date but it quickly went awry. She invited him to her place to play some sort of board game — yes, we see where this is going! However, other than the board game, no great moves were made, so he was beginning to think he was the victim of some mixed signals…. until just about the time he had to leave and she invited him to her bedroom. He had to get up early for work the next morning, but being a typical red-blooded American male, um, he obliged. They had a great night together.

And then she disappeared.

I wondered if something had happened to her, but he said he’d seen her online quite a bit on one of the popular dating sites.

Now, at this point, if it were me, I would have just let it go after not getting a response the first time. This is where I think Bob took the more difficult path. He followed up with a message to the effect of: “Did I offend you? Was my dick too weird? I’m not sure why you didn’t get back to me.” He said he just wished she would have said SOMETHING, even if it was, “oh yeah, I just used you for sex.”

Eeek! I cringed. My darlings, no matter what, protect your pride and never appear needy and pushy. Sometimes we just have to suck it up and find our own closure. How do we do this? By focusing on ourselves and our needs. Do you really want to give this one-night-stand power over your emotions? So not worth it. Learn from it. Relish the good moments. Then change your thought patterns, and go do something you love. There are so many other wonderful people out there for you!

On the other side of the coin: admittedly, what she did was crappy. What’s so difficult about being honest? Technology today — for all its benefits in bringing people together — can make us truly lazy. And even cruel. At the end of the day, we’re all human. Can we please just treat each other as such? The truth shall set you free.

The “Nice Guy Curse” Myth

I was perusing my Facebook news feed the other day and stumbled upon this gem. So many “gems” on Facebook! Once I got over my initial irritation at such a stupid generalization (and the horrible grammar), I felt the bitterness radiating off this thing like the aftermath of the Fukushima nuclear disaster, leaving poor, wittow “nice guys” facing barren towns and throat cancer in its wake.

Dear Men of the World, whom I love but sometimes totally stick in my craw:

Seriously, guys, can we please drop this? Here’s a little tough love for you: the “Nice Guy Curse” is a myth. But you’re going about this thing the wrong way. It’s not about you losing out to the “dicks” in life. It’s that you’ve allowed this myth to crush you into a mere shell of what you could be. You accept this to be true — that women want to be treated like shit — and you won’t let it go.

LET. IT. GO.

Want to know what it’s really about for women? Confidence. And if you keep hanging onto the “Nice Guy Curse” myth, you’re shooting yourself in the foot. Becoming a self-fulfilling prophecy. A Catch 22, my friend. Yeah, I’m mixing metaphors: IT’S THAT SERIOUS.

Rather than hanging on to the myth, work on owning your stuff and being comfortable in your own skin. Focus on your interests, your hobbies, your fantastic-ness. “To thine own self be true,” said Mr. Shakespeare. The more you know yourself and identify your own needs (and I mean beyond sex), the more confident and happy you will appear, and the more women you will attract. Even if you think it, it’s going to come across in your body language. So, stop it. Stop it right now.

Are you willing to choose something different for yourself? This one’s on you.

It was the best of dates, it was the worst of dates…

Apologies to Dickens.

But it feels right. These days, I don’t make dating the scary, life-consuming chore it used to be. I’ve come to a point in my almost-40 years in which I’ve finally made myself a priority and have lightened up on the whole idea of meeting a “soul mate.”  So, even if it’s the worst of dates, I don’t feel like I’ve lost anything. There’s always something you can learn from these experiences, even if it’s to not take everything so damned seriously. And this applies whether you’re like me and not looking for The One or if you’re ready to throw the bouquet/garter at your beautiful, perfect wedding.

In fact, simplifying your expectations on a first (or even second, third, and fourth) date is the key to putting the fun back into dating. It really is. Think about it: if you constantly have a serious end-goal in mind, you will most likely be disappointed. So, right here, right now, start managing your expectations. Zero in on one. And I mean a simple one. Here are some examples:

• Make a new friend.
• Practice my eye contact.
• Work on not saying “um” or “like” after every word.
• Enjoy the movie/dinner/alligator wrestling/whatever the date entails

Or, if you’re my girlfriends and me who made a fun little pact at the beginning of 2013 when we jumped on the dating sites:  get a free meal. Sure, it’s a little sexist — and I mean, who knows who pays the bill these days (we’re in the Wild West era of paying-the-bill, people!) — but it’s a low expectation we could have fun with.

What will yours be tonight?