But the truth is that if you’re not their cup of tea, they’re definitely not for you.
Be unapologetic about cutting them out of your life.
Letting yourself be interested in someone new over and over again while getting your feelings hurt can feel like you’re walking on broken glass after a while.I was divorced, I quit my job, packed my bags and went to Thailand to teach English. I was a bit busy with doing my TEFL course and looking for a job, but then I decided to give it a try.I stepped on the plane going to Bangkok thinking that I would date, meet men and just have fun. I needed to feel free and independent and I wasn’t looking for anyone I could have a stable relationship with. So, I had a couple of flings that lasted a few weeks and went on dates every now and then.This is why changing your attitude about rejection can change your whole life.Each and every time you start to feel that a new person is blowing you off or that sinking feeling when they want to have “the talk”, be thankful. Be thankful that someone wrong for you has done you the favor of leaving the building. Has your gorgeous wide-eyed hope been replaced with jaded lists of requirements for your love?When you’ve been striking out with people, it’s easy to stop being happy and playful since it’s grinding to put yourself out there again and again.When you stop having fun, it shows both in your enthusiasm and your attitude toward your dates.The first online date I went on was in 2002, and I’m fairly certain that the guy and I met without seeing pictures of each other. “What does “It means my mommy still pays for my health insurance.” My last internet date also took me to the Williamsburg waterfront. I never tried Match, JDate, Lava Life, e Harmony, Bumble, or Coffee Meets Bagel. I am Celiac, a fact that I have explained on hundreds of dates. My hair, I’d thought, could pass for dirty-blonde, but when I got home, I changed my hair-color setting to brown. He took me to the not-yet-revitalized Williamsburg waterfront and told me that he was a freelance graphic designer. I was on Nerve, then Ok Cupid, then Tinder, then briefly on Hinge, then even more briefly on a very poorly designed app for men with beards and the women who love them. I kissed men on my corner, felt nothing, and excused myself to go home. I just didn’t see the point of meeting guys anymore. It was fun chatting with him every day, but I didn’t have any intention of meeting him.Then, one night I went out with some friends to Zoe’s – a popular party place in Chiang Mai – and I saw him there. He recognised me, too and we ended up partying the night away together.