The Courage to Continue

By On November 12, 2010 · 2 Comments

Last night I broke up with Benefit of the Doubt. It was ugly.  We’ve been together for so long, it’s just so hard to let go.  I mean we have so many memories together–like that time I found those girls’ numbers in his phone, and the time he forgot his credit card at dinner… and that time that he couldn’t come to my cousin’s wedding due to elbow pain.

But last night was just too much. Finally, after a week of emails, my OKCupid suitor and I decided to meet up at a new place in Wicker Park.  I sent the final note:  “I’ve really wanted to try bangers and lace–you up for it?”  (What I forgot to do is actually link to it.  So in retrospect, perhaps it wasn’t just me who was disappointed.)

Over the course of dinner I could feel a growing distance between me and Benefit of the Doubt.  I began to realize that when one of a guy’s profile pictures is him going down a child’s slide at a water park and another is him holding cotton candy,  it’s not because he’s “carefree”– it’s because his mom still cooks him dinner. And I suddenly understood that if every email you exchange has to do with bacon, it doesn’t mean he’s a foodie–it means he’s bad at conversation. Or obsessed with bacon. And if he asks to meet you at a bar near his place, it’s not because he’s concerned about his environmental impact– it’s because too cheap to take a cab, and he will make you pay for dinner.  These are all things I could have known, had I not been blinded by BOTD’s stunning good looks.

So today I erased Benefit of the Doubt from my phone, deleted his emails, blocked him from Facebook, and started over.  No more second dates with guys who call me by their ex-girlfriend’s names.  No more first dates with guys who went to circus camp. Nope. I’m done.

Anyway, I may be giving up on Benefit of the Doubt,  but I’m not giving up.  You get knocked down enough times, eventually you get knocked up.  And with that, I leave you with this, my dating life in a video, and the ultimate inspiration:

(Suggestion: turn your volume up)

Related Disasters:

Tagged with: • • • •
 
If you enjoyed this article, please consider sharing it!
  • http://rachsu.livejournal.com/ Tree Hugging 3L

    This is amazing.
    First, I love hearing swear words sung by a choir.
    Second, I too have fallen victim to the blatant absurdities cloaked with good looking man muscles known as BOTD (well, not YOUR BOTD, but my own). In fact, I thought I should marry him. This was after he let me leave crying countless times and never called to see if I was ok. After he took pictures of us down in our apartment when company was coming over. You get the idea. Sometimes the breakups are when the universe forces you to realize that you can do better.

  • http://seriouslyhere.blogspot.com Twila

    In regards to the youtube video: Seriously? Why wasn’t Alexis’ coach fired?