Kissing date? What kissing date?

Ugh.

So holy-fuck-beautiful-eyes pulled out of the kissing date.

It was supposed to be tomorrow night. Yesterday we were finalising plans. Today he told me that a woman he had been on a few dates with had expressed serious interest in him this morning, and he was equally interested in her. Given that had arisen, he didn’t think it would be right to go ahead with the kissing date.

Understandably, relationship-potential trumps stranger-kissing.

He offered a chaste meal-and-conversation date instead: I declined. I mentioned before that we aren’t a match and one of the reasons for the ‘no talking’ approach was because I don’t believe we would get on all that well.

Is the story true, or did he just get cold feet? I have no idea. It doesn’t matter really.

But wow, am I ever disappointed. I HATE being disappointed. It’s one of my least favourite things EVER.

Normally I manage my expectations very carefully because I hate being disappointed so much. When I talk about being reserved, being the opposite of emotionally fearless, that’s part of what I mean. I normally hold everything in check until I feel like I trust someone enough to feel safe to start letting down walls.

But with this, the scope was SO VERY LIMITED, that I didn’t check myself. I mean, it wasn’t a ‘potential partner’ or ‘possible love’, or any of the big things that were going to land me flat on my face if it went wrong. It was a kissing date!

So I got excited about it, I enjoyed the interactions with him so very much, I felt that lovely build up of expectation, I savoured the idea, turned it over in my head in different ways, I made plans, I thought about it, and him, a lot with the happy, bouncy thrill of anticipation.

So now, I am disappointed. And man, disappointment sucks. And it’s worse because I blame myself in part because I didn’t manage my emotions like I normally do. I allowed myself to feel ALL THE GOOD FEELS with abandon. And even though they were pretty small-time feels in the scheme of things, the let down is made worse by an annoying voice whispering in my head “Well, that’ll teach you to allow this joyful anticipation to run around unchecked! You know better, but you still let it happen, idiot.” And I hate that. I don’t want to be that person (though really, I am already and normally that person).

*sigh*

TL;DR: No kissing date. Fucking disappointed. Sucks.

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20 Comments

  1. *scowls* Well that just sucks :( Ferns I usually have a smart comment handy but no I’m just sorry that it didn’t work
    Coug

  2. Bummer.

    It sure does suck when anticipation and good feelings run high. But at least you have now thought about it and decided that it is an option, so I am sure more opportunties will arise….

    1. “so I am sure more opportunties will arise…”

      *smile* Well yes and no.

      The idea DOES have potential, so that’s a plus.

      BUT given I am ‘difficult‘, the odds of finding someone else with this magic combination of a strong attraction AND where I feel safe are slim.

      When I mentally flick through the men I have briefly corresponded with and found we weren’t compatible, there isn’t one other I can think of who elicits this reaction from me :(.

      Ferns

  3. *Big hugs! * It does suck. But it is also completely his loss too! I mean a kissing date with a voluptuous, intelligent, humorous, and completely fabulous woman?! Pfftt I would so be there for sure!

    Respectfully,
    Mysticlez

  4. I totally know how you feel. My to-be-had-yesterday date cancelled, too!

    It must be Letting-Super-Awesome-Women-Down-Week. Why have we not been notified?! We could have been prepared! Is there someone we can sue!? *puts glasses on and starts looking up precedents*

    ~ A.

  5. Ah, I’m sorry. I hate being disappointed too. I hold everything in check in much the same fashion I think.

    I try to keep my expectations on an even keel. I don’t get my hopes too high because that crash…well it just sucks big time.

    *Hugs*

    Faith

    1. The crash DOES suck.

      I SO thought this was a pretty safe one to get hopes up about (positive interactions, small scale, short timeframe, well bounded…). Obviously, I was wrong *sigh*. Lesson learnt.

      Thanks for the hugs.

      Ferns

    1. Thanks for the sympathy *hug*.

      Does sharing help? Yes! Because people go ‘geez, that sucks’ and I get to go ‘Inorite?!!’ That always helps.

      Either way, you get the good and the bad here. Here I am, dispelling the myth that dominant women can just get whatever they want whenever they want! You’re welcome!!

      Ferns

  6. You errr know there might be some ladies out there who could you know * scuffs feet* fill in on the kissing as it were you know just as like a stand in just in case
    Coug

    I need that toaster oven damn it

  7. Fuuuuuck!! We love you bouncy and excited. And now you have one more reason not to get like that without clear evidence in hand. Grrrrrrrr

    But the upside is you have a new kind of date that I’m sure can be copyrighted, or patented, or trademarked or something like that! Then you can market a line of accessories for such kiss dates – roses would be useless, but wines to taste on each other’s lips, lip glosses, handcuffs to ensure it remains kissing only, etc.

    Hang in there and keep a little of that sexy enthusiasm inside… it’s part of what makes you beautiful.

    1. “And now you have one more reason not to get like that without clear evidence in hand. Grrrrrrrr”

      I KNOOOWWW!! Grrrr indeed!

      “But the upside is you have a new kind of date that I’m sure can be copyrighted, or patented, or trademarked or something like that!”

      I’ll have my people contact your people to hash out the details…

      “Hang in there and keep a little of that sexy enthusiasm inside… it’s part of what makes you beautiful.”

      *smile* I’m trying, truly!

      Ferns

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