Apr 11, 2012 03:11
Last week I had my very last doctor's appointment concerning the pain in my side that I've been dealing with for fourteen months. After the incredible success with the stretching I learned how to do in physical therapy sessions over the last few months, it was decided that I no longer need to see doctors or specialists. While I'll never have a true diagnosis of what actually was wrong, I know what to do when the pain flares up and one day, if I stick to the stretching routines well enough, the pain will be gone forever and I'll forget how badly and how long I struggled with it. As it is, if the pain returns, all I have to do is change how I'm standing or sitting or lying down and the pain vanishes. It's such an incredible improvement that I wouldn't have believed it possible only a few months ago. So now that this medical concern is out of the way, next up is my next big medical concern: My teeth. For as long as I've had my permanent teeth, they've always been positioned funny and crooked and I've been very fortunate for many years to have so few people (Especially my friends) seem to care or even notice. Lately I've been trying to imagine what it would be like to actually smile without worrying about my appearance. I'll look completely different. If anyone knows any local Beaverton dentists they'd like to suggest, I'm all ears. Easter pun!
In other news, I've finally broken down and did something I've been meaning to do for years. I joined my first dating website. For the last two months, I've been warming up to one of my past exes. Although things seemed to be going great and I began to wonder if we were on the verge of starting something new, she excitedly told me a few days ago that she met someone wonderful. Their first date was better than expected and they're already planning things for this weekend, which forced her to cancel something her and I had planned. Yea, I'm disappointed. Yea, I'm a little heart broken. Mostly I'm just jealous and reminded of how alone and lonely I am. And even though I thought her and I were approaching something, she didn't see it that way. No, apparently I've just been the generous friend for eight weeks. Sigh.
Well then fine. My mistake was not letting her know my intentions. Instead of just trying to be her best friend and hoping it would rekindle something naturally, I should have started out by saying I wanted to try "us" again. At least then she could have immediately shot me down and I could have saved a lot of built up emotion and misplaced infatuation. So okay then. She found someone great and now I need to find someone great. Since I'm not into the bar or club scene (Nor do I particularly want to land some of the kinds of vapid materialistic gold-diggers who are), I've got to find other ways of getting myself onto the market. This dating website thing is a first step. A toe reaching into the sunbeam, if you will. Will anything come of it? Who knows. It will involve patience, disappointment, rejection and low self-esteem. Now I remember why I hate dating. Wish me luck!
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