
I have many someones who over my years helped me become the best version of myself.
Guess im ready for the next. And what it brings me.
Nor-cal, 33y.o, mom, wife, spoonie…. My life is one of those "had to be there" jokes. Think of it as a peek in to my mind. some NSFW/18+ only please, all most everything is a repost from other social media platform that i can relate with or love. Common topics include: Moon, Space, Coffee, Love, Depression, feelings, poly, ASD & Fibromyalgia

I have many someones who over my years helped me become the best version of myself.
Guess im ready for the next. And what it brings me.

Mr. Mom has ghosted.
Cant say I really care. He was showing very narcissistic traits, and his story was changing.
I didnt go all in, hell i left with more than i came with, and it was an easy cash out too.
The excitement was fun. While it lasted.

Is an on going joke among my close friends/family. I’ll explain more why this matters in a momment.

While it is a fact, despite all my “man cards” I can not drive a stick shift smoothly. First gear is so damn hard for me. While The other gears are smooth, like i know what im doing, i just cant get it down. It stalls out, or is a rough transition.
Oddly enough this metaphorically applies to my dating life in the most accurate of ways.
Therapist and I have worked out a lot of over whelming feelings. He tells me i have myself on the right tack, now to get back into connecting with people. That i need to reinvest in my poly life, human connection platonic or otherwise, its a self investment to move past the fear of being hurt again…
So i did. I went out had fun.
Then i get a random message from someone local on Open Minded. Sweet new people. So we chat. We shall call him Mr.Mom for right now. Busy cheer dad with 4 kids and strongly supports wifes career.
We chat, i wanna go slow, we meet for coffee and i tell myself slow, I tell my circle that i see potential but i dont wanna get excited… they laugh.. because i can’t drive a stick.
First gear, slow, isnt in my normal range. I kinda click or i dont.
With some one on one, alone time, on the calender sunday….. i think we just moved to 3rd gear in a grind’em till You find them kinda of way…
I set out to start that one foot at a time approach to getting my feet wet but i think i just took the diving board.
C’est la vie
