I once told a co-worker of a certain fast I was on. I had decided to date many different types of guys in hopes that one might actually work out. Months later and all I had were a compilation of Seinfeld-esque encounters. There was the guy that spoke in so many different voices that I forgot what his voice actually sounded like. Then there was the young guy that came up for a date in a button down shirt; unbuttoned. And no he did not have a t-shirt on underneath.
I realized that quantity cannot produce quality and so I decided to enact a man fast of sorts. Anyway, to get back to the co-worker. He knows I get a kick out of Original Lifetime movies and he thought the perfect title for mine would be ‘Man Fast.’ I pondered what the plot entail.
Enter a female whose bf bails on the eve of her 29th birthday. She decides that she is fed up with the dating scene and makes a vow to abstain from any man for one year until her 30th birthday.
Now who knew that a similar type scenario would play out with me? Sure I had it coming and knew better. Dating someone that is only in my city temporarily is a dangerous thing, but I have what is a common affliction amongst females; we think we will be the one woman that will change them, forever. In the end here I am: three weeks until my 29th birthday, second break-up since December; battered, bruised, weary, and sick of falling for those that are emotionally unavailable.
I figure that if the beginning of this screenplay is coming true, then the happy ending might as well!
Throughout the course of her fast she encounters that one perfect man for her. She resists him, but he’s persistent. Oh boy is he persistent. In the end she discovers that being true to herself and holding out for her dream will in turn make that dream into a reality.
Those that know me well (and even those that don’t) will probably laugh and say that I couldn’t go a month, let alone, a full year sans men. While I might not be willing to go a full year, I am definitely fasting on the dating scene for as long as it takes until I have fully recovered. This blog will cover these upcoming days and will (hopefully) help me to stay strong and endure those inevitable solo date nights with a glass of wine, my cat, and the fireplace.
