To Date or Not to Date

A couple people mentioned they were depressed by my Sunday posting. Sorry. That was not my intention.

 

My goal is to always be as honest as possible on here. I also want to show that many people at some time or other get really depressed. It’s not the end of the world. And we do not necessarily need drugs.

 

When people get depressed or have anxiety attacks or whatever other labels you want to call it they try to suppress it with denial or with drugs—legal or otherwise—or alcohol. But there’s nothing like a good cry or talking it out with girl friends that makes me feel better. Some exercise or yoga or friends to boost us up can go a long way.

 

I had an epiphany about why I’ve suddenly felt more depressed than ever though I’ve been single tons:

 

I’M NOT DATING.

For the first time ever I’m single and NOT DATING.

 

 

This is what happened.

 

Three weeks ago I decided to take a dating hiatus. What spurred this decision was a date. Not because it was so bad, but he pointedly asked me: “Are you sure you’re completely over your ex?” He was kind enough to keep it rhetorical and let me ponder it over later in my own quiet isolation. Which I did. And I realized 3 things:

 

  1. I was still talking unnecessarily to my ex.
  2. I was talking to him because I was still caught up with him.
  3. I was caught up with him because I still had feelings for him—including anger and love.

I realized something else while vacuuming today:

 

I never fell out of love with him like I did with my ex-husband. After four years I chose to marry the ex-hubby though I wasn’t in love with him anymore. (You can read more in the Manifesto.) However with the ex it wasn’t that we outgrew each other but that I was upset about certain things that we could never seem to resolve. And as infuriated as I still feel about our fights I still wish we could have overcome them. I hate to admit it, but I still miss him.

 

Back to NOT DATING. I decided to instate this policy because I realized I wasn’t emotionally ready to start a new thing with a new guy when the old guy was still preoccupying me. Even though I’d like to move on that doesn’t mean I’m ready to. I told my date I needed a month before I was ready to go out again.

 

What does NOT DATING have to do with not having been this depressed since high school?

 

Because I now have nothing to distract me from my deep loneliness.

 

Before I used dating as a form of entertainment. It was a great form of distraction. You know how much time online dating can take up? A lot. There’s the browsing, looking at people’s photos, their height, their % match with your’s. Reading their messages, seeing who looked at your profile, maybe responding to a couple messages. It’s all extremely entertaining and distracting! And guess what? Suddenly I don’t feel lonely anymore. All these people are interested in me!

 

Why not just go on a date instead of torturing myself?

 

I want to stare loneliness square in the face so that I am not running away from it anymore or functioning on top of it. It feels like I am faraway on my own little planet. And I imagine that’s how I felt when I was little when my mom left. I cry about it in my counseling sessions. With every tear I am healing and its grip on me lessens.

 

As this week draws to a close I know I need to extend my no-dating policy another month. As loathe as I am to do it. It’s not just that I want to be OK with being alone or being with myself. I want to work on flushing out my deep loneliness from my childhood so it’s not sitting in me anymore. And I don’t make any more decisions based on it. And do things out of loneliness and not because I really want to do it—whether it’s being with someone sexually or drinking or whatever.

 

Speaking of, I also need a no-alcohol policy soon but that’s for another post.

 

Questions: To date or not to date—how do you know when you’re ready? Do you feel lonely when you’re single? What do you do when you feel lonely? 

 

Related Links:

To Date or Not to Date Another Asian

Who Doesn’t Like Getting Attention From Men?

Why I Prefer Sex with Strangers

Shiuan Butler’s Single Girls’ Guide to Casual Sex

  • Crane

    What is love? Don’t hurt me . . .

    In the American culture we have so many binary positions (black or white), it is or it isn’t, and most of the time, that doesn’t really work for the degrees of things, and it helps us stay divided, polarized and avoid compromise. It reduces our ability to understand others and their perspectives, but that is really not the point of this post.

    We love many things in many ways. We love french fries, we love french maids, we love France. We have a single word that describes many different degrees of affection, commitment or just interest.

    We can borrow from the Greeks some understanding of these various “affections”. First, philo — brotherly love. We have people that we have shared experiences (perhaps because of a job, school, or recreational activity), things in common and we become friends with them. Sometimes good friends, so much so, that we share experiences together outside the original or primary exposure. We can share much with these friends, and often they will be life long, but many, many times, these friendships cease when the exposure changes, and over a period of time. (I would call this friendship rather than love, but you can “love” a friend very much, just not usually forever.) It is possible that these friends change into other types of love.

    Eros is another love condition, I would most often describe as lust. Someone who is visually or otherwise desirable to us, and we want them, to have them, to use them. They make us happy to have them, but after we have them, this “lust” tends to wane. We wonder why we still like them, but the “fire” has burned out, and they are good for just once a week, or after something else happens, or when there is someone else more interesting. We often begin to lust others (or other things more), and leave this person behind (or ignored), after a bit of time.

    Storge (/ˈstɔrdʒiː/; στοργή, storgē) is the natural love that many have for their offspring or family. Especially with regard to a newborn, there is no return love for you, they can’t help you as a friend might, and there is no “lust” in it that you can possess for your own gratification. You care for them, wish them well, even later when they drive you nuts. Many will always put the needs of their families first. No matter how dysfunctional or hurtful they may be, “blood is thicker”.

    I think that in America, there is another type of love, similar to eros, but we have put our own spin upon it. Consumerism. I am quite content to be used, as long as I can use you as well. We both have some basic needs and functions, and I am quite happy to give you what you need, as long as I am getting what I need. Let’s keep it 50 / 50 and all will be well. It takes energy to keep this in balance, but there is little accountability to one another outside the parameters of what ever the needs are being co-reciprocated. This often where lust relationships deteriorate to, with ex’s, or when friend relationships are established or evolve as “friends with benefits”.

    Additionally, I believe we are all broken. Everyone who had a “normal” and good family, find in some degree they are messed up. Even the “best” families have dark secrets that they have learned to hide. If you feel have a perfect family, look deeper, you might be burying something. That being said, there are exceptions to the rule, if you had a perfect family, there will be a perfect mate to break your heart later (or someone dies); at some point, life has low points that can wreck your perfect world. Broken people consume others, take and harm those around them. They may provide some good things, but as a means to an end, so they can consume (like adding wood to a fire). They have little to give, and will in the long run, take more than they leave.

    There is a subset of broken people who are in recovery. They recognize that all people are limited by their fears and failures, and are drawn toward their addictions. People in recovery have developed relationships and practices that reduce their use of others, and are more of a source of giving. Recovery is recognizing that we are messed up in some way; that we have addictions that want to control our time and affections. We are limited by our fears, and some of those are very rational, but they limit our creativity. These people (the people in recovery), who have a system to deal with their “stuff” and are in recovery are those we can share our risks with, in a sustaining way. (People who are not in recovery, our relationships should be defined in ways we can help them, without great damage to ourselves.)

    Agape is the fourth love that the Greek define (and the fifth in this conversation), and I believe that it comes from outside ourselves. A love of personal sacrifice (cost), toward others, by choice. To give, because we give. To love because we love. To love our enemies, and to bless them, to pray for their recovery, to give up our clothes after they steal our coat. That is a love greater than us. Some of us have that, and don’t think it is a God thing, because of all of the “religion” we have seen (this is where I think Jim’s daily practice comes from, even if he doesn’t). And I would agree in this regard, this love doesn’t come from religion. But I believe that it is something we reflect, it is not in us (This is what the cross is supposed to mean. A God who loves us as we are, not by what we’ve done, and shows us what separation from love looks like, so we don’t have to be separated, and welcomes us to him, even before we wanted it. This cross was and is never intended to support war, force or fear.)

    If you are looking for love, look for people in recovery, who know their strengths and limitations and who do not exist to consume you. And if you can find Agape people in recovery, you will find a relationship where they are giving 100% of their ability to provide, care and serve you. They will live to wash your feet, to pick you up along the road, to carry you one mile and even another. They exist to love you. However, they might drive you nuts when they wash your enemies feet, help their enemies along the road, and bless our enemies with gifts. If you are not in agape as well, this can be too much to live in. Too much abundance. It is fanatical, and will drain your resources and possessions to be given to your enemies, and user friends, and is not compatible with the goals of “wasteful” spending or possession gathering that is so common today. To live in gratefulness, and share our abundance.

    I live there, and have more than 27 years. In agape, and in tears. There has been pain and suffering, growing up is hard and life is hard (and unfair). We have had cancer and death, but our backs remain together. Some days my mirror is very dull. Sometimes we are tired, and don’t behave in recovery or agape, but our direction and our reflection is more and more agape. We don’t have to worry about keeping score, being fair or 50 / 50. We are in, all in, all the way in. And when the other is giving less, it is because they are low, and we have room to give even more. Limitless love, from outside of us, without “religion”, is a wonderful blessing.

    We live to love, to give, to bless, to forgive, to keep no record of wrong, to be long suffering, to be patient and kind, and that is not who we were, but whom we are becoming. I hope you can meet love without “religion” or being used for love.

    • Crane

      Anyway, before dating, try interviewing a bit, and avoid the eros and friend influence for deeper relationships. See if they are in recovery and well enough for relationships. Also, make sure the fatal flaws they have aren’t on your no list. Red flags, etc. When we enter relationships over loneliness or neediness, and hope “love conquers all”, we find ourselves alone at some point. Be ready to give, and make sure relationships give you more than they take.