So, as the day went on, I felt better. Work is my miracle drug. All my problems melt away because I’m too busy to think about them. That has always been my thing. I remember breaking up with the move of my life at around 22 or so. I cried all the way to work. The literal second I walked in the door, totally fine. Then cried on the way home
We message on Snapchat daily. She knows she’s very loved. I just have to be patient and let this take it’s course. Her step mom has worked very hard to take everything from me. I don’t understand why, other than her telling me that she’s very jealous of me. I don’t know why, but do you.
So, on another note, I’ve been so content in my single life, and really not interested in dating at all. Like at all. The men here are fucking juvenile assholes. They want a 20 year old super model and they are gross sloppy drunk fucktards.
I went for coffee with the CEO of the Accounting/Financial Firm that takes care of my business stuff. The moment I arrived, it was constant flattery. Now don’t laugh, especially with how I just described Charlotte men lol, but he went on and on about how elegant and sophisticated I am He kept telling me how beautiful I am and my elegant demeanor. I swear this is true . I get that a lot actually, I 100% have no idea what they are seeing. But whatever, I won’t lie, it really felt nice.
I think mutual friends have been trying to set us up for a loooooong time now. I just never got around to meeting him. I’ve been friends with his partner at the firm for like 15 years, so I always just dealt with him.
So… I found myself potentially, maybe, possibly, maybe, possibly, maybe, consider the thought of maybe possibly going on a date if he’s interested.
Here’s the thing… He’s from Italy, sexy ass accent and I have so much fun with him. He seems deep and kind, and fucking financially very secure. Thank the sweet baby Jesus, because I’m sofa king tired of being a sugar momma. Anyway, I’m thinking that he might just be overly polite since he spent the first half of his life in Italy. He appears to be the total package and I really, really, enjoy his company. I’m definitely attracted to him in every way possible.
Sadly, my insecurity is something I’m still working on. My therapist was so proud, like so proud that I was even considering this. I just have not been open to it. I don’t have trust in men right now. Daddy issues and two violent ex husbands. I feel like I’m impossible to love. I feel like maybe I’m imagining the possibility of him being into me.
He sent me the following email, and I mean it seems like we might be ending the meeting off with a date? I can’t tell ahhhhhhhh I have NO GAME. I’m haven’t told him that I don’t drink yet, because I want him to feel comfortable drinking in front of me. I certainly don’t mind, and actually enjoy being in that environment, even more so now that I’m sober. Waking up feeling great the next day and remembering everything is the absolute tits!!! He’s not the kind of guy that will mind, and if he is? Peace out bro. I don’t need anyone in my life. So, if I let you in, you better be enhancing my already bomb ass life.
So, here’s the email. Is this just Italian friendly amore? Or does it seem like he’s interested? I feel like he is, but I would be super embarrassed if I were wrong about that Ugh, this is annoying lol.