Ever since “The Talk” happened, things have been better with Spontaneous Guy than I could have imagined. We’ve been spending more time together, getting to know each other on a deeper level, and continuing to have fun.
“Everything is going great, but I’m still panicking,” I told Dr. Diana during our last meeting.
We spent most of the session trying to unravel what exactly I was panicking about when it came to my relationship with Spontaneous Guy. By the end of the hour we had excavated my biggest anxiety about what could go wrong in a relationship, the fear that has led me to the killer belief that love means someone has to get hurt.
“I am terrified that I will fall in love and he will jump ship suddenly without explanation,” I said, tears forming in my eyes.
“Tell me why,” Dr. Diana asked. Keep reading »
The best laid plans of mice and men often go awry. I am the mouse in this metaphor, Spontaneous Guy is the man, and the plan is to have “The Talk.”
Per Dr. Diana’s instructions, I carefully crafted a strategy to initiate the exclusivity talk with Spontaneous Guy. We had plans on Friday night to go to a friend’s rooftop party together, spend the night at my place, and take a long walk along the Brooklyn Waterfront on Saturday. Keep reading »
In a terribly unglamorous moment, which involved a sleazy bathroom makeout session and a drunken cab ride home, I realized that I was done dating multiple guys, that I was ready to press my luck with the one and only Spontaneous Guy.
I walked into Dr. Diana’s office my chest puffed, ready to share the big news. I, dedicated love pupil, had survived this crazy dating experiment and come out victorious. I had accepted that love doesn’t mean someone has to get hurt, risked dating multiple guys at once even though it was way out of my comfort zone, learned how to focus on the positive when it comes to dating, and was rewarded with a worthy enough prince. Time for my Love Guru to give me my report card (straight A’s!) and send me on the way to my blissful, loving future. Keep reading »
I walked into the restaurant and spotted Old Flame sitting at the bar sipping a beer. He looked better than I remembered and when I hugged him I felt a stirring in my nether regions.
Near the end of a dinner filled with laughter, Old Flame’s hazel eyes turned serious. He reached across the table and gave me an unexpected kiss on the lips. It was soft and sweet. No tongue. Keep reading »