When I first broke up with The Ex, I wasn't really looking for a guy. I was just sort of getting used to the idea of being single. When I would go out with my friends, I was focused on enjoying their company rather than which guy I could go and flirt with. For some reason, after The Rebound, I got "OMG I'm single" disorder and went into hyperdrive. I couldn't go anywhere without looking for a guy. At bars, I'd scope around. While driving, I was always looked to see who was in the next car. Running errands, I checked out everyone. It didn't matter where I was, I had one mission: To find a guy.
I don't think this approach worked very well. I seemed to attract douchebags, none that I had any chemistry with, none that I was attracted to. It was as if they could smell the desperation on me. I was pathetic. How could I have let myself stoop so low? I've finally put my mission on the backburner. Instead of actively looking, I'm just going to enjoy the company of whoever I'm with rather than trying to get the cute guy at the bar to notice me. We'll see how well this works out.
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