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I'm just a guy trying to trust in God and be the best I can be for God and others, then myself.

Sunday, September 27, 2015

Dating and Being Humbled

I'm not humbled often, but when I am, whoa, it hurts. It's supposed to though, right? If being humbled didn't hurt, how could it help you. Just like muscles that need to be broken to then be strengthened, so to does the human as a whole. I know I'm far from perfect, still it hurts to be reminded of that, no matter how many times you've experienced it.
Being back home, in a bigger city, I'm testing out the dating waters. This is something I've never really done on such a scale. I've done the online thing, looking for the perfect Catholic girl. That was a great humbling moment that still hurts. I found her, lost her, had a second chance, but then let that chance slip by and only after the chance was gone did I reach out for it only to grab at nothing.
Recently I met an awesome gal. We hit it off quickly and I thought things were great until I sensed that she didn't. I got the "I just got out of a long relationship" talk and we agreed to be friends. I met her and her friends at a bar a week later only to find she was already meeting a new guy that same night. That hit me hard. She clearly was not interested in a relationship with me beyond friendship. I naively thought bit of time we had together meant something, but I guess it didn't. So humble moment number one of the last 2 weeks... I'm not that hard to get over. It's a good lesson to have learned though I think. Having these high expectations for my first relationship in a while was not a healthy thing to do, and I paid a nights sleep for it.
Today, in conversation with a gal I considered a friend, I said some things that upset her to the point that she told me to f-off. I still feel sick to my stomach about it. We've only ever texted, but I hit a nerve and apparently our friendship has paid for it.
I clearly need to focus more on God and fixing my own messes before I can be in a healthy relationship. That's a hard pill to swallow though.

The day I stop having to work on my own messes is the day I get into heaven. By the grace of God I get to grow closer to that reality ever day.

Here's to another chapter.

Peace all