The person I was going to meet for coffee tonight canceled, and I'm extremely fine with it. This is the second person I've been talking to who's needed to put off meeting up for at least a few weeks, but is interested in doing so in future—and that actually works great, because I just want to stay in my cave and play video games.
Got one other coffee date still planned for tomorrow, which is fine. I think I will simply not make any more moves to engage with my matches on dating apps. If they speak up, I'll reply, but there are a few people I already feel like I've had to chase, and I don't have the energy or inclination.
Sigh, as for Maple. I had a terrible night last night perseverating about this breakup, but felt a bit better about it this morning. But I also looked at my calendar after work today, and noticed the big gap on Thursday night where we'd had plans to go to a fancy dinner, and...
I invited her to this thing a few weeks ago. Booked us tickets.
One week ago today, she was telling me how excited she was to go to this dinner with me.
Two days later, I met her and a friend for a drink, and we kissed goodbye, and did she seem a little wistful? Maybe I'm just projecting that based on what I know now.
Two days after that, she broke up with me.
Ugh. I canceled the dinner reservation. So here's me looking at that gap on April 4 and wishing she would text me to say how sorry she was that she put the kibosh on our plans... and how much she misses me. And how weird it is to go from texting someone every day for seven months to being totally out of touch.
I don't really expect that to happen, though. Haaaahhhh! This feeling sucks!