When my last relationship failed, it broke my spirit. Everyone knows me as this outgoing, resilient woman. And up until a couple of years ago, I was. After years of marriage and boyfriends and relationships, I’ve finally decided that maybe a romantic relationship is not for me. Maybe not forever, but for sure not now.
Have you ever done a relationship autopsy? In the year and a half, since I broke up with the last guy, I’ve thought long and hard about how I got into relationships. There are parallels and similarities among them, but one fact stands out. Every relationship started after the guy stood me up for our first date.
Working backward, let's start with the last one. I met a guy at a party. We hit it off right away. We'd both been trained as lawyers but weren't working as lawyers much to our parents' chagrin. I'm an early riser, so eventually I needed to call it a night. He didn't ask for my number, but I volunteered it. When I gave him my details, he said he'd wanted to ask, but did not want to seem too forward.
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