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Ok I am trying something new with Country Guy. Vulnerability.
I had a moment where I was spinning when I told him I was enjoying getting to know him and he didn’t respond for literal hours. Overnight.
So in the morning instead of sending a passive aggressive text, I decided to take the advice that I have given to countless women, to be vulnerable and tell him what I need moving forward.
It is not bad to ask for communication.
This morning I told him that since he shared with me he has general anxiety about life, I wanted to share that I have anxiety around dating because of my past experiences. When I express vulnerability, to just please acknowledge it moving forward. And planning helps me curb my anxiety, even if I can’t see him every week, planning helps.
When I sent this, he responded right away with a reason why he didn’t respond yesterday and what he was dealing with this morning. I told him to respond when he can and even though I have yet to hear from him because he is at work and taking care of his kid, my anxiety is gone because it’s on his plate now.
Moving forward: You either hear me or you don’t. But it is my job to also communicate.
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First date alert!
Went out with a new guy last night, his name is Country Guy.
We have been talking on the app for a few weeks, switched over to text last week and went out.
We had a GREAT time. Lots of conversation, kisses at the bar, touches, hand holding, flirty, made out against the wall by the bathrooms, made out on the street, he came over to my place, and we spent the night together and he slept over. He is the right balance of letting me take the lead but then he takes the lead and listens to my responses.
I told him that I want to have sex with him because I believe that people should have sex before seriously dating because what if the sex is bad? I also told him I was nervous about sleeping with him on the first date because many times I have been ghosted right after and I like him and I wanted to see him again.
He was totally understanding and said we didn’t have to do anything I didn’t want to do.
But then he spent the night and we cuddled and talked. Talked about seeing each other again and boundaries and all the stuff.
My anxiety is high today. I have not liked someone this much in a while. I am nervous. I am going to keep going with the flow though.
Another crazy part is he fits into the timeline of my last few tarot readings. How a great love of mine will have a kid and the seeds I have been planting are ready to bloom.
Moving forward: fucking Christ does this feel weird.
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These men, I swear.
How hard is it to say “How about you?”.
I fucking hate dating.
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I got back on the apps.
Met a guy.
Talked for a couple weeks before we went out for the first time. (Holidays, visitors, etc)
Had a good date.
Kiss at the end.
72 hours after our first date and things are shifting. Let’s review the evidence, shall we:
He is on autopilot: still sending that good morning text, the good night text, but no more trying to get to know me, just sharing about his day. Not even asking how my days are.
We expressed an interest in seeing each other again: No second date arranged. Not even asking when I am free next.
Flirting has stopped completely: Tried a little flirting about cuddling this morning, saw a cute opportunity, nothing forced - like super clear, door wide open, and yeah - he fumbled. Said “cuddling would be fine”. Got it, loud and clear - no need to add that to your future plans.
Not saying this is the end but…it’s definitely noticeable. When you talk about the weather when there are so many other things we can discuss. #DeathRattleVibes
Dear Mr. Florida,
Your actions are showing. The pink flags were waving. It was a nice couple of weeks.
Thanks.
Sincerely,
First Date Daisy
Moving forward: I stayed true to me, I regret nothing. Energy matches energy.
#dating#effort#communication#relationships#dating irl#honesty#pink flags#autopilot#flirting#energy#death rattle vibes
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Funny Story. *Names have been changed.
So I was at a local spa and I am sitting in one of the saunas. All of a sudden, two people stand up and it is a woman in a full face of make up and one of my ex-boyfriends from high school!
Me: Tyler?
Him: Hey Daisy. ::with a little wave::
And they leave the sauna.
My inner dialogue: Was he on a date?!
A few hours later, I get a text from him apologizing that he didn’t chat because not only was he on a date, but a FIRST DATE.
Now in this spa, we are all wearing uniforms (like scrubs basically) and we are all just sweating to the point where all we can do is focus on our breathing. This poor woman is in here with a full face of makeup! Her poor pores.
Moving forward: men are crazy. Women, you can say no to a date idea that is ridiculous.
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Hey everyone, I’m back on Bumble.
Let’s see how this goes?
🤷🏻♀️😎
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“There are some things that are nothing more than what they are. They just weren’t meant to last. They just take their place in your heart and make you a little smarter next time.” Kate Hudson in Alex & Emma
Why do I have to keep learning this lesson.
Mantra: He’s just a decent human being. He’s not a scumbag. He’s just your friend.
Don’t come at me about the “friend zone” - friendship is amazing. I will never ruin my friendship with this person. I do care for him.
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Here’s to learning as many lessons as the universe provides. Love will find the way.

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No family members asked me if I was seeing anyone special this year.
A win? Maybe.
Are they done asking me? Who knows.
Am I happy that the line of questioning has moved from being in a relationship towards my general happiness? Yes.
Am I nervous that I am getting too comfortable with my own company? Never.
Moving forward: It’s not Groundhog Day, it’s being present.
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A friend of mine has a dream of being a matchmaker. I have been lowkey her client for a few years now. She reached out recently with a potential perspective new dude. He’s cute, definitely my type, we have similar interests, and works in the same line of work as I do!
So she said she would make sure he got my number….this was almost a week ago.
But here’s the thing. It’s the holidays, I’m exhausted, I won’t have time to date until after new years anyway. Also, the greatest part is that him waiting to reach out might mean he has his priorities straight and he understands the same things about holidays.
Or….he’a just not into me. Which let’s be real, I’m a fucking catch, but it is possible.
Moving forward: the seeds I have planted are ready to grow.
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Sometimes I worry that I am going to go through this life without finding my person. I’ll have many lovers and a ton of adventures…but yeah. It feels that way sometimes.
And, listen, it wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world. I’m sure I have had many lives where I didn’t find anyone to spend it with, I’m a highly independent person. It just kind of feels shitty, like just because I have high standards I don’t get the romance?
People fall in love with the idea of me when they meet me but no one has wanted to do the work YET.
Moving forward: well ::big sigh::, I won’t wait for anyone to start living my life. I bought a condo. I’m going forward.
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This man approached me in a bar, we hit it off, I gave him my number and as I go to leave he pulls me back to kiss me. Total movie moment. My friend was so excited for me and I told her “Don’t get excited.” I was right.

HE’S MARRIED. So it’s over.
But then, the next day…

He clearly has some things to work through.
Now, I have been waiting for a cute human to approach me and ask me out for a while. He was my whole type: looks, passion, attitude…everything.
My friend said at least what I am trying to manifest is happening, just the guy who chose to do the action is a garbage human. That’s not my fault.
Moving forward: ready for something real.
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The friend/acquaintance from a couple months ago is officially a friendship+ guy.
When we last parted in July, I told him I was interested in maintaining this and that when he’s in town, I expect him to hit me up and when I’m in town, I’ll hit him up.
And he did! Some physical attention is wonderful. Especially with someone who is kind and respectful but also not someone I am going to fall for.
We are not equals. We are not at the same emotional intelligence and it seems like he just lets life happen to him. He’s a great person, just not my person.
Let’s give him a name regardless, he’ll probably show up again - Long Distance Guy.
Moving forward: game on!
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