Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde

The first time I decided I was “ready” to take a step out into the playing field I felt that I had chosen a decent guy. I was incredibly optimistic. Wide eyed and grinning from ear to ear. I actually was astonished that such a handsome man about to graduate from law school would want to wine and dine a mezzily hair stylist like me.

My nerves were shot and my mind was not functioning correctly. I listened and laughed and tried to not seem like a blabbering fool when I spoke. He seemed to really be interested and I thought I had lucked out and found a guy worth dating.

It did not take long for the said law student to drop the charm and class of plays and piano bars and replace it the with self indulgent womanizing behavior of a college frat boy. Romantic texts throughout the day turned to late night calls to meet up at a club. Idealistic conversations turned into a high school jock asserting his male domineering ego. I was crushed.

At the first sign of rejection I ran back to my ex for comfort and security like a fool. He became my ex for a reason! No comfort or security would ever last in the past. A mistake that will not be met again I dare say.

Mr. Soon To Be Big Shot Lawyer lead me on with messages of "We really need to meet up tonight. Meet at my place at seven." Then, of course, not showing up but calling with some sort of excuse that one had to forgive instinctively due to morals and sympathy. Until, that is, I said ENOUGH!!!

Crazy as it sounds, he was not phased by my logic, reason, and obvious ability to be emotionally stable with the aspect of never talking to him again. Lawyers... He bounced back from it without missing a step. Arguing that he must have me as a friend. I must admit that I conceded.

Some friend though! I don't have friends that stick their tongues down my throat. I don't have friends that send me late night invites to their houses. I don't have friends who tell me how beautiful I am, invite me to a party, then hit on some other woman the whole time!!!

All of this led me to believe that dating was not going to be an honest path of adults feeling their way to the future. It was going to be a cold, hard, lonely, journey into endless dates with less than adequate matches. It was going to be guarded judgments and constant doubt. It would not be easier than the relationship that had recently been put out of its' long awaited misery. It would be worse!

This is how Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde reintroduced me into the brutal business of dating.

Here is an article about serial texters that gives a highly similar description of Mr. Soon To Be Big Shot Lawyer.