I'm guessing that the ability to express myself via internet is an unattractive quality. I have expressed the fact that I was going to be actively dating and deciding what I was and was not interested in. Since March, I have gone on a few dates and I have found that there are certain things that I just am not interested in.
In May, I began classes. I have been moving. Not sleeping the night through, student teaching, studying, writing, managing my home and my children and...I have met a few people, been approached by a few men. I always allow myself to meet new people. We exchange pleasantries, and information, I talk about who I am and what I do. Inevitably, I give out one of my cards. As of late, I noticed that I was not quite feeling the love from passer-by. I decided to check my blog, particularly since I have not been actively pushing SxLvTlk. I read my last posts and said, "Viola!"
There may lie the culprit. If this is true, I am saddened, slightly. If I was not in pursuit of making my life the joy it was supposed to be, I would dance and back track. Since I am committed to my happiness, willing to fight through the many layers that make up the person I am, the layers of my cake (no pun intended), I am not going to do that. I will take the fact that those potential suitors who are put off by my "blogging" have the right to deselect me as an option because I am evaluating, and yes, the details of my "no" may very well be published. I can guarantee, with absolute certainty that I will never publicly out anyone nor will I provide any graphics or explicit details of any private/intimate interactions I have. As I wish to be respected, I respect others. Saddened if indeed, there be no brave strong enough to withstand the sieve of evaluation and process. However, that is also good because I have information. And in the words of School House Rock, Knowledge is Power.
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