Don't Call it a Comeback

'I've been here for years, rockin' my peers, putting suckas in fear.' So this entry isn't really about my weightloss, it's about my continual search for a man. I wonder if all of my friends, who are married, ever get sick of my dating stories. I have worked my ass off the past year, hell I've worked my ass off the past 4 years to get to where I am mentally, physically and spiritually and this is what comes of it.

This story starts with me meeting a boy. We met a couple of weeks ago and instantly had that feeling that he could be someone really special in my life. We spent a lot of time together and I grew to like him very much. And for some reason, he was shut off. I had a chance on Sunday night to break it off completely, but decided to give it one more chance. We went out on Tuesday night and had a great time together. The more I discussed what he had said to me to people in my life, the more I was told that he wasn't looking for the same thing I was. I treasure my friend's and family's opinion greatly and took their words into consideration for my final decision. Basically, I decided that I want and deserve someone who knows, even in two weeks, that I am someone to not take for granted and to appreciate greatly. I want to meet someone that knows quite quickly that I may be the one. This one was kind of hard because I really liked him, but the one question I ask myself is 'What do I want?' It wasn't what I wanted.

I am damn proud of myself for saying no as many times as I have lately. I will not settle. I am looking for aw-inspiring love and I will not stop until I find it. So to any boy who says to you 'I'm just having fun,' get rid of him instantly. I deserve better and I will find better.

And that my friend, is what I call...closure. NEXT!!