Dating – A Class I Never Want to Take Again

When I first started this blog 5 months ago, I was still reeling over my last fling.

I was sad, upset, hurt, mad, and still in disbelief that I arrived at this point.

So what better way to bend my broken heart than to start a blog for the soul purpose of expressing all those feelings while semi-bashing the men who came into my life like lovable tornadoes?

At first I quit dating because of all the feelings that I described above. All those feelings of sadness and hurt and resentment that rushes through us. I did not want to date again because my sad self could not bear to be hurt again. I needed time. I needed to heal. I needed to feel.

And then I got over that.

I stopped being sad and traded the tears for anger. I was angry at these people for ditching someone like me and even more upset at at myself for letting them. I didn’t want to date because, for lack of a better word, I was PISSED at all the boys who were all too eager to get rid of a girl like me.

And then I got over that.

Now I found myself in a stage of emotion that I’m not as familiar with in the traditional dating sense.

So I will share a story to help illustrate this feeling.

In college, I almost died in statistics. Not literally of course, but to me at the time I might as well have since this class was the only one standing between me and my business degree.

I had to get through this class, but was up against a very complicated group project at the end of the semester that accounted for nearly half my grade. Lucky for me, I was paired with someone that was as good at statistics as I was bad. Actually he picked me, because we knew each other and he was well aware that I was bright in every way other than this class. He knew I was desperate instead of lazy and wanted to help. Later in life, this kind soul would go on to be a doctor but not before creating a masterful presentation based on NBA stats that garnered “us” an A.

At the end of the semester, I was elated that I somehow passed with a high enough grade to not jeopardize my honor cord and even more elated that I was NEVER going to have to do statistics again.

That is how I feel about dating.

It was torturous, thrilling and even though I learned a lot, I’m even more elated that I don’t have to do it again.

Somehow there are STILL people in my life who are STILL surprised by this……

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J is a happily single 30-something currently documenting her stories of love and loss. Her blog, “I Quit Dating” features excerpts of her journey as she reflects on the lessons learned from the men she loved. A complete collection of essays detailing her walk away from finding Mr. Right in order to pursue a more fulfilled life will be self-published next year. She recently moved from Los Angeles to New York. Contact: iquitdating (@)

12 thoughts on “Dating – A Class I Never Want to Take Again”

  1. Thank you for liking my post about Valentines! Also, Miss you are so right on about the whole dating thing.It just leaves a trail of broken hearts it’s better to do YOU.Pleased to make your acquaintance 🙂 🙂


  2. Dating can be fun as long as no one gets hurts. Dating can be also tiring, so after what you wrote here, I totally get your decision. I hope that you’ll lead happier life, the one with no complications.


  3. I so know that feeling. One of my first thoughts, I realised earlier on that the break up meant I would be entering back into the world of dating and I didn’t want to. I didn’t want to go back to analyzing messages for ‘true’ meanings, worrying about when I would meet the one, if this was the right guy. I had done all that. I had enjoyed doing all that, and when I met the ex I was in a place I wanted to settle down and move on to the next stage…

    Oh and I started my blog to record the life of my ex and I. It was supposed to chronicle moving in together, committing to each other and then having children. In fact i also started following a massive amount of mummy bloggers… oops


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