The Adventures of Dating ME!

So lately there has been a reoccurring theme in my life. MENTAL ILLNESS........from the video of the mentally ill woman on the Marta train to the weird lady at the bus stop on Friday morning telling me that she lost weight by becoming a communist...WTF

This theme has now entered my dating life. I mean I realize that the majority of us are damaged goods.....we carry with us emotional scars of our lovers past. But many of us try and not allow the events of our past dictate the future of our present!

So the last blog regarding the adventures of dating me was a quote from a T.I. song and so this blog is directly related to that person. In previous blogs I mentioned that I would prefer a man to have the three C's. Those C's are without a doubt material things. And by no means do I believe that material things make the man. The man makes those things. Because let's face it a Dick is a Dick and even if he has the three C's plus some. He's still a Dick, just a Dick with THINGS..........

So I met a guy and we began the process of getting to know each other, however the last time we spent together I felt like I was visiting the psych ward in the hospital. There were definitely some mental health issues with this dude. Clearly, he is damaged goods, a little traumatized, and so on and so forth. He lacked confidence, was not assertive, and I pretty much ascertained that he didn't know what in the world to do with me.

So that's that......Mental illness is real and people need help....
This experience with ole crazy has turned me off a little. I'm highly considering hanging up my dating jersey for a while. Cause I can't deal with dudes dropping off and dying, or being insane. Too many traumatic experiences in a short amount of time.......I don't wanna have dating PTSD and end up chasing away all that try to enter my world.

..........sigh...