Let me be painfully honest about my dating life…
The number of guys that I have dated could be counted on two hands. This fact never really upset me because I always held onto the belief that I just needed to meet “the one.”It wasn’t important to me to be filled with thousands of stories about bad dates. I just wanted the one great story–one story for one right guy.
Well, I’m starting to lose hope. Will I ever have one great story with one great guy? Does that guy even exist for me? I question all of it. My history doesn’t give me any hope for the future.
Yet, I know that I need to stay positive. I am told again and again that I need to put out positive energy to attract a guy. It sounds good, but I don’t know if I believe it. I don’t know what I believe in right now. The only thing that I believe is that my parents made love and commitment seem too easy to me. Ugh!!