Year 1: I was too hurt to date. I couldn't let go of the fact that he had left me. We didn't have a fight, no argument, not even a disagreement. He just up and left one day. After 5 years together, he was gone. My heart in a billion pieces. I cried for months after.
Year 2: I immersed myself in school. I had been laid off my job, and was having a hard time finding a new one. I had decided to finish my education. That alone, was a scary prospect. I had dropped out of high school in my Junior year. Way back in 1974. So the thought of going back to school was indeed scary. But I knew it would be necessary. I got my G.E.D. then enrolled in college in the Criminal Justice Program. I graduated with a 3.65 g.p.a. and an Associates degree of Applied Sciences.
Year 3: After graduating college, I had every intention of becoming a police officer. One week after graduation, I was approached to promote a band called Raging Angel. Now, up to that point, I had been promoting bands as just a hobby. Basically just to be able to get into shows free. Then some schmuck wanted to pay me for it?! Wow, who'd a thunk? lol Dating had been put on the back burner to concentrate on school. I dove right in to promoting. Silver Diamond Promotions was in business.
Year 4: My promotion business was in full swing. I had more gigs than I could handle. I'm working right along side the likes of Michael Wilton, Tracii Guns, Vanilla Ice and a ton of local bands. I'm being recognized every where I go. I'm even signing autographs! My wall is still solid in place. The idea of dating again is now starting to gnaw at me. I have been alone for four long years now. It's time I get back into the swing of things.
Year 5: A friend told me about this new web site called, "Lost Cherry." I scoped it out and decided that I would hang out for awhile. I still have Myspace, but this site seemed to be more social. After exploring around the site for several months, I came across one particular profile. There was something about this guy. We ended up talking on the phone for hours! Eight hours on one particular day. He said all the right things. I fell hard and fast. Then, just as fast as it started, it was over. I found out he had more than just me hanging on a string. I was and still am heartbroken over that.
Since then, I have have been working very hard to break down my walls, and open myself up to dating again. However, it's been one disappointment after another. The ones that want me, I feel no connection to. The ones I want, apparently, feel no connection to me.
I want to be in love again. I want to feel that again. It's been almost six years now. I've been patient. But I'm ready and willing to risk my heart and soul to someone.
But, where the hell is he or she?
