Dec 28, 2005 00:00
I figured out why I sent those stupid weird messages to Josh. On Wednesday afternooon, I had my contraceptive implant replaced. Now the first time I got one put in, I didn't react at all. A lot of women have to have them removed after getting severe depression as a side effect. This time, it seems I did react. At work on Wednesday night I was miserable. I was literally almost crying behind the bar at work, for no real reason. I was so strung out and depressed; like, PMS-times-a-thousand. It was a few hours later, when I finished work, that I sent him the first stupid message. The next day I was still pretty miserable, and that's when I sent the next one (and posted my last LJ post). I woke up on Friday morning completely fine, just going "What the hell?". Seeing as all this happened within a 24 hour period of my new implant being inserted, I would say that it's a fairly sure bet that it was the cause. Because normally, I'm fairly level headed.
I tried explaining the whole scenario (which I have to say I find pretty hilarious) to Josh at work on Saturday (Christmas Day). It didn't help, though. Yesterday he called work at 6pm to say that he had a flat tire, and to ask if someone could pick him up. I had just finished my shift and offered to get him, but instead he insisted that one of the kitchen staff go, mid-shift, and pick him up. It was ridiculous, annoying for them, and quite childish. So I think it is safe to say he's avoiding me. I have had enough of him. If he can't be mature enough to either get over it or tell me that he doesn't want to see me anymore, he's not worth my time. I have put all the effort I am prepared to put into this particular relationship. There wasn't much holding the association together in the first place other than convenience, and now that that's gone, there isn't much point pursuing it. Besides, he's only a boy. Words like 'contraceptive' and 'hormones' were more than likely way too much for him to deal with. I was probably mad to even consider seeing someone so young.
So thus ends my foray into casual dating. I have to say, I'm not particularly upset about it. I found it very bizarre, pointless, and completely against my nature to try and maintain a relationship without forming any real emotional bond. And in some ways, he was very young. I don't regret it, but I'm satisfied now that I'm not missing out on anything.
I still think it's hilarious; I turned into a hormone-ravaged mutant and scared him silly. He's still running.