If you read my previous post, you know how I had an epiphany this summer. What exactly did I promise myself?
I really took away something valuable from the whole Spicoli experience: I need to stop going for the “safe” guys. Maybe later on in my life, when I need more stability and consistency, will the safe guys be a better option for me. For now, I need to stop getting sucked into relationships I’m not interested in just because there’s nothing wrong with the guy. I can’t get tied down, I have way too much craziness left in me!
Guess what…. I almost fell back into the same habit!
I met this guy, let’s call him Julio, in the new city. He grew up here and knows a lot about the area and fun things to do. He also has a good job, is generally attractive, and a gentleman…. the only caveat was that he’s really short! To sum him up in one word: SAFE.
He was a really nice guy and I enjoyed spending time with him. The problem was that he didn’t give me butterflies. Unfortunately, it’s only in hindsight that I realized this. I was perfectly content seeing someone who I knew wasn’t right for me. Deep down, I knew it wasn’t going to work out. I was wasting both his and my time, just because I couldn’t find a big enough flaw to end it.
So what finally brought me to my senses? I met someone… and we had a magnetic connection. I’m talking butterflies, giggling, nonstop smiling, the works. After I met him, I never saw Julio again.
On the one hand, I’m upset with myself for not recognizing how dating Julio went against the pattern I’m trying to break. If it wasn’t for meeting this new man, I may still be pursuing things with him. If this were the case, I’d undoubtedly be miserable. On the other hand, I think that this taught me to be more aware of what I want and to really examine the feelings I have for somebody.