discussion title:
Why do I always attract these guys?
So from my previous posts, you probably know that I just ended a... something (wasn't a relationship, not really sure what it was), with a commitment phobe. The guy i dated before him was also a commitment phobe (the cheating variety). But I try not to get discouraged, so I get back out there and start meeting new guys. Here is what I have met so far...
- Neighborhood Guy: Lives in my neighborhood, met him while I was jogging (so I didn't look cute). Met once and flirted, ran into him again and this time we stood and talked for a couple of hours. Sounds promising right? Not at all. In that time (and of course after giving him my number), I learn about his every weekend at the bar party habits, the huge bar tabs due to buying every hot woman a drink to try and get laid, porn viewing habits, smoking and drug habits, etc. Okay, write him off. To top it off, he calls me the next night and invites me out, but a girl he likes will be there, so I will be just a friend until she leaves, then I can be his date. Yeah, like I'm going to agree to that. What is this guy thinking?
- Creepy Picture Guy: I do online dating on a reputable site. I get this email from this guy who is 20 years older than me and his picture is taken in the mirror of a public bathroom, with his cell phone, while grabbing himself. Okay, report & block him.
- Creepy Picture Request Guy: This guy seemed okay, in fact I initated things online. First email to me, he gives me his number. Faster than I move, but I email him back with mine. Less than 3 minutes after hitting send he is drunk texting me asking me to send him topless pictures of myself.
WTF?!!! I don't dress like a slut, I don't meet them in bars, I use a site that requires payment to weed out hook ups only, etc. What rock did I turn over that causes all these creeps to be attracted to me? Is that really my choices: commitment phobes or creepers?
Someone restore my faith that normal men exist, are single, and aren't afriad of commitment. That at 29, I'm not too old to find one. Oh, and where I can find these guys, cause they sure as hell aren't anywhere I'm looking.