I’m so frustrated with my love life it’s not even funny.
Why can’t something good happen, and just be good? I went on a date wednesday night. It was wonderful, we talked for hours. We kissed 4 times. We talked about doing it again next week.
Today I called her. She met someone else in the last 3 days. Sorry, but it’s just going really well with this person. I guess they talked for longer, or kissed more, or something.
I’m ok when I can figure out, or see what went wrong. I’m not so ok when i can’t.
I’m seriously on the verge of giving up.