Dating Chronicles: The Filler

I never thought that I would meet someone on-line. I never subscribed to the belief that my happily ever after” was out in cyberspace somewhere. But, that belief changed when I realized that no one was approaching me and asking me out for a date. I’m an attractive woman. I’m successful, sweet, charming and all those good things. Heck, I love me.

But, where were all those available men? Where had they gone? The ones that pursued me with a purpose before my marriage. I struggled with the fact that men didn’t approach me anymore. However, I had a lot of rules. What kind of rules? Well, you can’t ask me out if you are directly involved with my son through his school or social activities. No dating people from church. You can’t approach me if you see me with my son.

Yep, I laugh at this, but I was really limiting my choices on how to find a suitable partner. With all those limitations that I had placed on myself, then how would I ever meet someone? I had no choice but to try on-line dating.

Ugh, it was hard as heck. There were so many men that were fronting on their qualifications (looks, employment or what they were really looking for) that I became frustrated and uninterested. Every man was a potential waster of my time. Not everyone.

There were a few men that I actually met that I still keep in touch with. We weren’t compatible. It didn’t work out. Their issues and my issues made us an atomic bomb waiting to detonate. There were good times. There were bad times. There were just times.

I fell for one though. I started to love someone after my ex-husband. I didn’t believe it possible, but I did. He made me laugh. He made me feel beautiful, alive and sexy. He helped me regain the confidence of my youth. He said the right things. Most of the time.

He was a filler. A filler for the emptiness that I was feeling inside. I was lonely ya’ll. I wanted someone to love me and I wanted to love again. To trust again. To believe that I could find someone to be in a relationship with. He confused me.

Whew! He had it going on. He was both romantic and affectionate with me. Something that I never had. I never experienced a man kissing and making out with me like I was the most beautiful woman in the world.

Everywhere. In the car, in restaurants and on the street. He made me feel loved. I wrote about him a lot on this blog. He was the inspiration behind my short story By Faith. It was his love that I yearned for. I wanted him to give it to only me. Not the countless women he was dating. Just me.

I told him how I wanted more. I told you how I wanted More from him. He couldn’t give me more. I called him a collector, but he really was a filler. He was there filling my time and mind and confusing me. Here I was asking, wanting and pleading for more of a real relationship with just us two in it.

Begging. Why the hell should you have to beg someone for a relationship? If it was meant to be then it will be. No force. So, I had to unwrap my soul from his. Free myself from his hold. Recognize that I’m worth more than those free moments of passion. I deserve love. True love.

So, I ended it. I wrote about it in my post Death to Love. It was hard. He was sexy. He had swagger. He smelled so good. He was a great kisser. He was a great lover. He was all those things he should have been, but he wasn’t for me. His purpose was to fill in the gaps and remind me of how beautiful I am. To show me that I am worthy of real love and true love, not just with him.

And that’s what he did. He laid the foundation for me to know and experience the kind of love I deserved. However, it wasn’t that easy for me to break from negative habits and behaviors. I was lonely and craved sincerity and companionship.

I met someone after him. Different from the one that I loved and yet somehow similar. He was the perfect gentleman. Or so I thought.

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7 thoughts on “Dating Chronicles: The Filler

    1. Thank you. I’m a believer in love and I want people to see that you can make mistakes and fall for the wrong people, but when you allow God to lead you – man that’s when the magic happens.

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  1. That’s so true, there’s so many people that want love and if it approached them they would mess it up. I prayed to God and asked Him to forgive me for trying to be what men wanted. Help me Lord be ready for whoever and He did. Before I met my husband I was looking for a man that I could worship. Even though I was taught to worship God only and love a man unconditionally. I would do too much too soon and scared him away. God showed me how to love Him like I was trying to love a human man. I was trying to love a man like I supposed to love God and worship God. Any of the men couldn’t handle the love I was giving it was too much. I’m a romantic I’m talking Candlelight dinners and trying to have long meaningful conversations. praying to God asking him to make this man love me back. Staying all night at his house, when I should have been at my house with my son. I wasn’t ready. I wasn’t putting my foot down like I knew how. And taking a relationship slow or talking up for myself. Living up to my expectations not the man I was dating. I was desperate for love I didn’t want to raise my son alone not giving him a father. I was so lost in my needs I wasn’t giving him a mother. I needed needed needed a man. I felt that God was hard on me because I knew better. Lots of heartaches happen to me before I started Living who I was taught to be. The values and the principles, moral standards. Oh yeah, my mom wasn’t no joke and I hated her rules. I finally applied those rules to my life and my life start to fall into place. Real-Talk

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