I struggled with whether or not to blog about this, but since everyone keeps asking…
Know this, though: I’m 75% writing this for you, 20% writing this for all single girls out there, and 5% writing this as a form of venting. Truly.
So yeah. MIA and I can’t explain it. (No, I will not rehash the step-by-step incidents that led up to his radio silence so that you can offer your own theories.) I’ve been pondering it way more than I care to admit, and the thing is, it’s just…inexplainable.
But you see, that’s the thing. I don’t need a whole who/what/when/where/why. (This coming from a journalist!) My issue is, why not give a girl the head’s up? What’s with the disappearing act?
To quote my sister:
FYI. We don’t give a shit that you don’t like us, just let us know.
Even if it’s just a text to tell me you didn’t go for a run and fall in a ditch somewhere. (Cause, actually, that thought has crossed my mind. That, or his phone broke. Or my phone broke. Or he’s out of town. Or…or…) And I really don’t think this is me being a Delusional Single Girl. All signs pointed to him being into me, and vice versa. I mean, the staff at work declared him my boyfriend. (A whopper of a topic for another time: How going on three dates with one guy means You + Him = Couple. MENTAL!)
Was CTG just afraid of hurting my feelings? After three dates, I don’t know any woman who’d prefer MIA to Honesty.
At the end of the day, I’m not devastated. A little disappointed, yes. But I had a wee-of-a-whirlwind romance just days after arriving, so the way I see it, it was a Win. It’s just too bad he didn’t live up to be the proper Englishman he seemed to be. Turns out, British men may not be much different from American men after all.