Friday, November 25, 2011

Dating - Does it Need to be a Horrid Experience?

Very often, before my wife passed away, I said to myself how glad I was that I didn't have to go through the dating experience anymore. Well that came to an end. And now I'm back in the thick of it.Sadly it has never altered (not that I thought it would). What bugs me about the process?
Women show interest until you start to suggest that you too may be interested. Then they go into games mode (I feel like lending them my computer and telling them to play games on that and not with real life emotions).
Once they begin games mode there is no stopping them. It goes from one game to another with a short normal time interval to lure you back into thinking that the games are over and you are safe. However it isn't long before the next game begins.
But they can be beautiful and very spiritual. This will also lure you in. Surely something so beautiful and spiritual won't hurt me, you plead to yourself. I'll have faith one more time. It looks like she's got it worked out now.
And as you move in she suddenly goes into a jump that makes you feel like you are watching Star Trek and she just made a jump into hyperspace and didn't leave the co-ordinates. And so once more you are confused and discouraged, wondering why you are doing this yourself. Yet you love her so much so wait and hope.
In the midst of it, and to preserve your sanity, you take to dating other women. This is safer, you tell yourself, as you can't get hurt. But be wary for you don't know what you may find and what feelings may arise without you realising it until it is too late. And there you are back in the same spot with twice the problem.
Surely there should be an easier way, you tell yourself. Somewhere there must be people that don't have to torture themselves just to marry someone they love. Perhaps these people who have arranged marriages aren't as silly as we think, you say.
Oh, wouldn't it be bliss. I could look at some female whom I admire and she could look at me feeling the same. And then instead of the romantic dating torture we just go on friendship dates. No discussion about being in love to confuse the thing. Then when we are already married and she doesn't feel any need to play games we can talk about romantic love.
Do you know how old I was when I had my last truly romantic date? Ten years old! Helena. We were together for 2 weeks and then I had to go back home a hundred miles away.
Before that eight years old. That also could only last 2 weeks as her family shifted.
What lovely times they were. Then females got hormonal and became confused. Strange erratic movements and crazy concepts plagued there minds. So now I'm thrown into it. Ugggggggggg.
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