E-mergency! HALP! (Updated)

UPDATE:  I decided to ignore the request on Facebook and tell him why.  I said I didn’t want to accept the request because I tend to post a lot, and while nothing is secret per se, I’d rather get to know him organically.  I also said I hope I’m not offending him or hurting his feelings.  He said he hesitated sending it because he agrees it’s too soon, but because he mentioned that he saw me on Facebook, he thought I’d be offended that he didn’t friend me.

See what happens when you assume things?  You make an *ss out of you and ….I don’t remember the rest of the saying.  Mature and honest communication works…. Who knew?


I mentioned earlier this week that there are two gents currently on the dance card.   There is one that I’m leaning towards, but I’ve only had one date with the other one, who I have lovingly dubbed the Nerd.   The first date with the Nerd will likely be chronicled in another post, but needless to say, it was a bit… draining due to the extremely long and rambling stories accompanied by pictures.

That said… He seems like a really nice guy and I’m giving him the benefit of the doubt that he was just nervous and can’t handle beer.  He admitted that he tends to talk too much.  So I want to give him another chance, but I don’t have super high hopes.

Anyways, here is the E-mergency.  It started with the following text from the Nerd:

Hey Facebook asked me today if I know you 🙂 I hadn’t even searched for you yet, now I know your last name 😉

Ugh.  FACEBOOK YOU HAVE BETRAYED ME!  I tried to tiptoe around the topic.

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Bedtime Stories

I had a jammed packed day of traveling and meetings for work (pesky day job that puts food on the table).  Anyways, here is another great link to review before bed:

Enjoy and goodnight!

P.S.  I realize this is the second “story” that is just a link to a bunch of animal pictures.  Seems like I’ve found another topic to bring up with that licensed medical professional….

A Licensed Medical Provider Weighs In

It may come as a complete and utter surprise since I seem so put together and rational that I regularly attend therapy, but I do.  I go as part of treatment for chronic depression, but it’s helpful even when I’m feeling fine.

Anyways, I mentioned to her that I still miss Him #1.  She made the observation that I don’t miss Him #1 per se, but rather, I miss the feelings that he caused–like he opened the flood gates of excitement and attraction and I’m sad the well dried up.  (I don’t think I got that metaphor quite right, so sue me.)  She noted that those feelings will happen again and it just takes time.  You know what?  She’s right.  I mean I knew she was right, but it helps to have words for semi-conscious thoughts.  Is this what it truly means when “it’s not you, it’s me”?

As a side note, I’m fairly open about my mental health issues because I’m not ashamed that I suffer from a very real medical condition.   Here is my favorite TedTalk on the subject:

Technical Difficulties

I have mentioned that I’m bad at technology, but for some reason I have been particularly and painfully bad with technology when it comes to Him #1.    For some reason, all of my faux pas with technology have happened with him recently… just adding to the fun.  Anyways, here is the exhaustive and chronological list:

Not realizing that I purchased the wrong upgrade on the dating app and visiting his profile thinking that he couldn’t see it when he really could.  Background: A lot of the dating apps are free, but you can pay for upgrades.  The one I prefer will notify someone if you looked at their profile and vice-versa.  You can turn it off, but then you don’t see who visits you.  Alternatively, you can upgrade your account and then you can control when you want to notify someone who you visited.

I vaguely remember purchasing the upgrade, but I didn’t really look at what it did.  You see, we had to reschedule the second date and I was drinking at a friend’s house.  I wanted to look at his profile, but I knew that was not really appropriate.  So perfect! I got this upgrade and now I can look without him knowing!  Took me two weeks to realize he could see me visiting his page.

Sending him the screenshot of the break-it-off text.  I took a screenshot of the break-it-off text to send another friend instead of explaining how it ended.  In my haste, I… sent it to him.  It was one of those moments, like forgetting an attachment on an email, where you realize your mistake immediately after you hit send.  Watching the little send bar move across the screen was torture.

Source: Giphy.com

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