My boyfriend can be incredibly impatient with some things (like taking photos for my Instagram hehe), but with other things he is the most persistent and unrelenting person I've ever met. Without those qualities, him and I would probably never have become a thing because I absolutely freaked out on our first date.
Usually I have no problem with meeting new people and engaging in small talk and whatnot, but on our first date I was a mess. Unfortunately I could not hide it very well and almost screwed everything up.
I had just been involved in this really difficult theater project that had left me completely drained mentally. Plus, just a few weeks earlier I'd broken up with my previous boyfriend and was still feeling quite sad about it.
At this point a reasonable person would've taken a week away from everybody and everything and regroup. But somehow it's always at the moments where I recognize I should probably be slowing things down that it feels like the absolute scariest thing to do.
So, I just decided to keep on going instead and agreed to go on a first date with this Danish lush-bearded man.
We met and decided to take a walk. I immediately felt spikes starting to burst out from my skin. I was turning into a defensive hedgehog just due to the lack of energy to keep up the social politeness. I tried to act normal but every question I asked him sounded like a stab and all I could think was that this was a big mistake.
So about 20 min into the date I did the only adult thing I could think of, and made a run for it.
I left him standing there in his red t-shirt and old Adidas shoes while I took off at the traffic light in a dramatic Cinderella-esque way.
I came home very early to my sister's surprise and before she could ask how the date went I started weeping. The weeping quickly turned into full on crying as I tried to explain what had happened, streams of tears running down my cheeks from being overwhelmed and tired and sad and confused.
My incredibly compassionate sister quickly got emotional too from my sobbing and soon we were both sitting there crying with red eyes and noses running.
We looked at each other and started to laugh hysterically at the absurdity of our emotional messy states. I've heard many times that laughing and crying are actually very similar but this was the first time I actually felt it physically. I was just so sad and amused at the same time. Such a weird feeling.
Anyways, the love story didn't stop there...
He called. He texted. He texted again. And again. And finally after a lot of hesitating I answered. He wanted to meet again. What!?! After the way I treated him I was really surprised, but kinda impressed too that he dealt with my melt down in such a cool way.
Before our second date I took a shot of vodka at home before going to meet him and it went a lot better, haha! Well, the rest is history and now we've been together for 3 years happily :)
I guess love doesn't always happen at first sight, and often it's because life is full of complicated things and circumstances and exhaustion and distractions.
He has definitely taught me to not give up too easily, and I'm forever grateful that he saw past my weak moment and decided I was worth giving a second chance ;)
Have you had any dates that started out awkward but actually turned into a good thing?
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