Dating Series 5 of 6: Meeting Sandi
Note: Names have been changed.
I really liked Sandi a lot, though sometimes her humor and
taste in movies confused me. But let’s start at the beginning…
Things with Chloe happened my junior year of college, for
the next few years I didn’t really have anyone I wanted to date. I also think
this was when I started to be more worried about rejection. Even though the
second one didn’t hurt as much as the first, I felt like putting me out
there would end up having similar results.
Instead, I put
my energy into doing well in
college and keeping in shape. I really loved playing racquetball. I was
also
involved in lots of groups on campus... And I have to admit, with only
one year left of college, I wasn’t sure if I wanted to pursue a
relationship.
So, I waited a few years, keeping my eyes open but trying to
protect myself. That is when I met Sandi. I was really taken with her from the
beginning. I still remember the first time I saw her. I
was in graduate school at the time, entering my second year. We both met in the winter at a mutual friend’s
house who had invited her to meet some of us, since she had just started her first year
at grad school. I tried to play it cool but from the moment I saw her, I wanted to
get to know her. There was something about that brown-haired woman with that
cute nose that drew me in... So I began my quest.
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| Fencing Anyone? |
In
the beginning it was little things, I would stop and talk
to her in the hallway. I friend-ed her on Facebook, then found out she
was
rarely even on Facebook. Of course, right? I tried to sit near her in
class or chapel. I liked being around her and we
became friends. Looking back now, I think asking her out then would have
been a better plan. However, I let my fear of rejection lead me, so I
kept the
friend thing going instead of being honest about my feelings.
Honesty can be hard.
At some point I got up the nerves to ask her for her phone
number on Facebook. When she replied with her digits I
was ecstatic. I literally jumped up and
down while playing the song I Got Your Number by Petra. I am such a dork. That same day I got a FB friend invite from Jessy, you know, that first
confusing relationship. I added her as a friend but didn’t really care to talk to her at the time.
I was too excited about new possibilities to worry about the past.
Summer changed everything.
I
was at the point where we had
hung out, talked on the phone, sat next to one another in class, and I
walked her to her car. Sounds like we are going out, right?
I was such a
fool.
One night we were hanging out at her apartment, since I
lived in the dorms, watching
Secret Window and
Bruce Almighty. We chatted
a few hours after the movies and while I was walking out I turned. I couldn’t
hide it anymore; I felt too much to let it go anymore. I told her I liked her
and wondered if she would like to go out on a date with me.
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| One of the Best Movies You've Never Seen... |
She was surprised, which kind of made me surprised and
confused. We had been spending so much time together, what had she expected? Do
your normally act this way with friends or boyfriends?
She told me maybe, that
she would get back to me.
The next day she told me yes, but it came with stipulations,
which should have been a clue to me this wasn’t going to end well. I was too in
the zone to figure it all out then though, but looking back it was already
there.
We went out on our first date. I bought her flowers, she straitened her
hair, and we went to go have Chinese food (her favorite) and saw The Incredible
Hulk.
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| I Still Cannot Decide which is better: HULK with Jeniffer Connolly or Liv Tyler |
At this point my feelings were all out. I was so excited she
said yes and this was happening. However, one date doesn’t make a relationship
and I knew I had to ask her out again... and that started the rub, the eventual
decline of everything that had culminated.
After out first date, I shortly after asked her for a second
date. She said she wanted to take things slow, to get to know me more before we
had a second date. I agreed and we had about a month just hanging out with one
another as friends before I started to get a little on-edge. I had been down
this road before and I didn’t want to be strung along again, always near but
not near.
I finally asked her what she felt for me and she said she
needed time. Time. Always time, the neglect of answers, the not knowing, it all
drove me nuts. I was trying to start a new semester at seminary and couldn’t
process all these feelings and thoughts.
It was too confusing and I didn’t like
being confused. I didn’t like all the questions flowing through my brain: Is
she attracted to me? Is she stringing me along? Is she trying to spare my
feelings? Will our friendship be broken? What will this mean for our circle of
friends? Has she even actually told any of her friends we went on a date and
have been hanging out or has this all been some big secret?
When you are a thinker, you cannot stop those questions. They
WILL keep you up at night, causing you lack of sleep. She used classes as an
excuse to keep blowing my question off until later, until later. Well, she
finally "broke up" with me after about a month. I was crushed. I was
at work in the library, checking my e-mail and Facebook when I saw her message.
I started crying in the middle of work. Thankfully, no one else was around and
I was able to keep myself together enough to finish my shift.
I cried that night.
I had to force myself to eat for two days.
Then
I tried to figure out how to be friends with her,
because she had, like all the others, said she wanted to still be
friends. But
what did that mean? Hadn’t all the others said that and then nothing
ever came to fruition? I was so confused. She knew some of my past and
how I did NOT
want to be told the friend line unless it was true.
In her case, I think she wanted it to be true, but she didn’t
know how to go about it either. I think it made her feel awkward to be around
me. If she had told me that, it would have helped but she full-on ignored me
unless we were hanging out in a group.
After a few months I knew we were not
going to be together, but I also knew we were not going to be friends. I do
think she tried, though I don’t feel she tried as hard as I did... and I think
part me still hoped if she saw how great I was as a friend, that she might
reconsider me as relationship-material.
I was wrong.
She stopped talking to me completely.
I asked for my movies back, which took two months for me to get.
Then our last connection and tie to one another was gone.
I
had gone through the end of this relationship/friendship
my last semester in seminary. Tried to save the friendship but finally
let it go the
winter/spring after graduation, as I was jobless and had a lot of time
on my
hands. I also moved in the same apartment complex as her after
graduation (It was cheap.. what can I say). She actually lived only a
few
doors away from me, but the door was shut.
I deleted her from my phone...
... and then from
my Facebook.
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| The Way is Shut... |
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| None Shall Pass! |
A few times I saw her through mutual friends, but those mutual
friends moved away and so she began to fade into my past and from my memory. I
think she moved a few times after that. I am still not really sure why she
rejected me. We never had that conversation. So, I am still not sure whether
she rejected me because she didn’t find me attractive or because she didn’t
want to be that open and vulnerable to someone else at that time. One doesn't always get the luxury of answers to such questions.
Have you ever been in a relationship that ended with no
reasons or goodbyes?
Why do you think it is so difficult to be friends after the
failure of a relationship?
Do you think it is really ever possible to "just be
friends"?
~Doubledb
